I got some very bad news last night at work and it’s tearing me apart. I’ve mentioned here before about my group of friends who were getting together once a month at the food court at the mall until this stupid COVID thing came along. We used to be a group of 9 having lunch. But then a few years ago, Janet died, and then Sue moved away. She always brought BJ, so when Sue stopped coming, BJ didn’t come either, Then Darlene had health issues and stopped coming. More recently, Pat moved away so she doesn’t come very often either. But now, we are losing another person. The one I always felt closest to. The one who is like a sister to me.
Cindy is in the hospital. She won’t be going home again. I think I was told it happened yesterday. Cindy’s oxygen level got real low (down to 60. I don’t know what’s normal). They called 911. By then, she wasn’t breathing. They put a tube in her, not realizing she had a “do not resuscitate” order. They knocked her out when they put the tube down her throat. She won’t wake up. If she did, she’s be brain dead anyway because she was without oxygen too long. They’ll be pulling out the tube around noon today. Only 3 people are allowed in the room when they take her off life support. It will be her son, her sister and a very good friend of her son’s (his name is Lance) who is like a second dad to him. Justin’s real dad isn’t in the picture. Justin is a special needs person so this is really hard for him. Losing my good friend is hard for me, too. I’m going to call one of our other “lunch gang” friends in the morning to let her know about Cindy and she can call Pat and Linda. I don’t have their phone numbers. So, now we are down to 3 regulars for lunch (me. Linda & Julia) if we can ever start doing it again. Wasn’t this year already bad enough? Why pile more bad stuff on top of everything else?
I got some very bad news last night at work and it’s tearing me apart. I’ve mentioned here before about my group of friends who were getting together once a month at the food court at the mall until this stupid COVID thing came along. We used to be a group of 9 having lunch. But then a few years ago, Janet died, and then Sue moved away. She always brought BJ, so when Sue stopped coming, BJ didn’t come either, Then Darlene had health issues and stopped coming. More recently, Pat moved away so she doesn’t come very often either. But now, we are losing another person. The one I always felt closest to. The one who is like a sister to me.
Cindy is in the hospital. She won’t be going home again. I think I was told it happened yesterday. Cindy’s oxygen level got real low (down to 60. I don’t know what’s normal). They called 911. By then, she wasn’t breathing. They put a tube in her, not realizing she had a “do not resuscitate” order. They knocked her out when they put the tube down her throat. She won’t wake up. If she did, she’s be brain dead anyway because she was without oxygen too long. They’ll be pulling out the tube around noon today. Only 3 people are allowed in the room when they take her off life support. It will be her son, her sister and a very good friend of her son’s (his name is Lance) who is like a second dad to him. Justin’s real dad isn’t in the picture. Justin is a special needs person so this is really hard for him. Losing my good friend is hard for me, too. I’m going to call one of our other “lunch gang” friends in the morning to let her know about Cindy and she can call Pat and Linda. I don’t have their phone numbers. So, now we are down to 3 regulars for lunch (me. Linda & Julia) if we can ever start doing it again. Wasn’t this year already bad enough? Why pile more bad stuff on top of everything else?