I’ve always had dread in my heart when the phone rings at
1:30AM. This morning validated my angst. It was Chris, Richard’s nurse. She
said that his breathing had become more labored and that she had concerns.
I was there in a reasonable amount of time. Okay, I thought
I was moving at the speed of light. But when I figured out it took me about 50
minutes to get to the hospital, I have to assume that a snail would have given
me a run for my money. Assuming the snail could drive a car.
I spent three hours with Richard, trying to sleep in an uncomfortable
chair while freezing my ass off. Why do they keep hospital rooms so cold? I
knew I needed to do something different. I went home and slept in my bed for an
hour and a half. I’m glad I did. A whirlwind followed.
No, it wasn’t really a whirlwind. It moved faster than I was
prepared for, but “whirlwind” would be an unfair comparison. I was unprepared.
Okay, how do you prepare to lose the man you have loved for
16 years? Who wrote the manual, and why wasn’t I issued one?
Stepped out on the back porch, stark ass naked:
Fuck Cancer
Richard is gone.
Richard is gone.
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3 comments:
Oh Mac, as I said to you earlier today, I wish you both peace. I know Richard has found his and he won't be in pain anymore. And you, I hope, in time, will find yours. He was such a sweet man and he will be missed. xxoo
It sucks so bad. Cherish those 16 years of wonderful memories. We will cherish our memories as well. Thinking of you and the animals.
How can ANY one prepare to lose the one that they love? There is no script for it. Richard gave so much to the community - his mark is indelible. All the students who were taught and directed by Richard will be forever influenced. Everyone who heard his beautiful voice was enriched by it. He will be missed but never forgotten. Jan
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