My best friend's husband died Monday night. He had a massive heart attack. I still cant believe any of this has happened. Melissa is now a widow and a single mother of three boys all under the age of 12. Its been almost a week.. a week that has felt longer than a year, and I am still in such shock. I dont know what to say or do, or anything. I really havent had much of a chance to talk to her... there have been so many people around and so much to do. I kept the kids while she went to make the arrangements. I was sitting in the chapel before the funeral, it was packed, and she came and got me and Tommy and said, "You are part of this family, I want you to sit with us." We did. It was hard.
Keith had a smile on his face... he looked content...she says that helps. It was strange seeing him in a suit. Ive seen Keith in work clothes, in play clothes, and dressed up a bit...Ive even seen him in his underware.. haha... but never in a suit. Right after I graduated college, they had thought about moving to Florida...Keith asked if I would want to go with them. Keith liked Tommy. Melissa has told me that time and again, and just a few weeks ago when I was over there and Melissa had left me at the house Keith came in and we talked,, and he talked about how much he liked Tommy. I introduced Tommy to Melissa and Keith before I introduced him to my parents. It was the Fourth of July. I always go with Melissa to take the kids to see the fire works...but this year, we decided just to do fireworks at the house. Tommy met Nanny, Poppa, and Grandmaw before he met any of my family. Or atleast any of my blood family. Because Melissa and Keith's family was my family. I have spent every Easter for the last.. 5 years or so... with their family. I still just cant believe it.
Wednesday, Dad went back into the hospital. His blood count was severely low. More transfusions. They did some tests yesterday..but really didnt find anything... Said their might be a small tear..where he is losing blood...but again.. said that his body just doesnt produce red blood cells..and that can cause his blood levels to be low.. Nothing they can do but test his levels each week when he goes to get the thickness/thin of his blood checked. They gave him iron to take. We were confused.. because he cant eat food rich in iron becuase of his clotting,, but they can give him a pill. They explained it to us, but Im still worried.
I feel very reclusive. I get this way at times. Id be happy to stay in bed... though last night was the first night I slept through since Monday. I couldnt get my mind to stop racing from one thing to the next. Getting dressed this whole week has been the biggest chore... I cant explain it. Nothing feels comfortable. When I get off work, Im heading to the farm. Tommy went on ahead of me this morning.. I had to work. Ive barely worked all week. Tomorrow night, Im making dinner for Mom, Dad, and Ms. Hill. but I know Ill be thinking about Melissa the whole day.
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