I will like to appreciate the effort of @galenkp the #weekend-engagement and #theweekend for putting this up for people to say things they love or their past experience of weekend they will never forget and it's a privilege am writing mine too.
Mine is a memorable one because I lost my Dad December 31st 2017 on a Sunday night which will never be forgotten and this next month will make it 4years remembrance when my dad left us.
How it all happened
My Dad went to work on the 18th of December 2017, which his how he normally does, he always go to work in the morning around 7am then comes back late from work around 8pm but this particular day my dad came home around 11am which was not quite long when he went to work that he doesn't know how he was feeling, wow this was unlike my dad because he has never complained like this before neither has he come home so early before, so we took him to the hospital.
When we got to the hospital he was admitted but was still looking fine so we went home to prepare food for him to eat and also to make him comfortable because we thought maybe it is stress so he needed rest and on that particular day my dad himself said oh! at least he can use this opportunity to rest since all this while, I never new the rest my Dad was talking about will lead him to "rest in peace".
We all played, discuss, laugh because my Dad was a jovial person that always makes us to laugh all the time and he said something at the hospital that this year's Christmas day and the New year celebration we've had at recent years will be different because we all are going to celebrate it in style, we were glad he said so at least we will celebrate it in style not knowing it was the other way round.
After being with him throughout the whole day my brothers and I had to go home to pass the night while my mum waited at the hospital to stay with him. The following day when we went to the hospital it was a different thing entirely we saw that my Dad was unable to talk or even move his body but his eyes were wide open with him breathing but unable to move, I was so surprised because he was ok when we left the hospital the night before and my mum was in tears when we got to the hospital because she too can't explain what was happening.
For two good weeks my Dad was in that condition I can't say maybe he was in coma or he has stroke because the doctors never mentioned anything like that despite the fact that they've carried a lot of test on him and nothing was found. During that two weeks my Dad was breathing through oxygen and pipe was connected to his body to excrete, all this was still a shock to me because I never expected it to get to this extend because my dad had never been sick or complain of anything since when I was born.
On the 25th of December which was suppose to be the day of Christmas, like my Dad said we are going to celebrate it in style not knowing it was something like this. During the past years there's always a prayer we do engage on that we are healthy and fine for being alive and we should be grateful because some people are in the hospital and they don't which to be there but we should prayer for them, it was then I understand that we should always be grateful for life and good health.
On the 31th of December 2017, my Dad gave up the ghost around 11pm one hour to the new year, it was so painful and sad as I watch my dad gave up his last breath, it was so painful that he never made it to the new year, as other were celebrating that they've witness the new year, we were in a mourning state that year but we thank God for life.
