When my father was in a coma in the emergency room a few weeks ago, I initially didn’t know what to do. I knew that I wanted to go down there, but I wasn’t sure why. I hadn’t been close to my father in over 10 years. He had done things to my [...]

My dad died. Twice, actually. The first time that he died was very suddenly. He suffered from a pulmonary embolism on the morning of February 23rd, 2008. His wife heard him breathing heavily as he left the bathroom and grabbed something from his closet. Shortly after, he collapsed.
She called 911 immediately and they [...]

My father suffered from a pulmonary embolism on Saturday that gave him severe brain damage.  On Wednesday morning, it was clear that he would not improve or survive and that keep him on life support was the equivalent of torture.  The hospital staff extubated him in the afternoon and he took his last breath at [...]