Peanut’s Story (4)

 

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Arthur is in the hospital and has not yet been holding his own. Somewhere in the wee hours of the morning Arthur had nearly died. He fought his way back. Could he hold his own very long? That was the question. Jasper had become the man in Peanut’s life, and she needed him more than she could have imagined.

My brother had not such a good night, and we were all huddled together in a waiting room in the hospital. We were all worried beyond comprehension. His heart stopping then starting back up, showed us that he was fighting. We prayed that he would make it through the rest of this night. Jasper had gone to get coffee for everyone, in the hopes that it would keep us awake. We would all get a cat nap here and there, but for now we wanted to be awake to keep visual. Dad and mom had fallen asleep on the couch, while leaning on each other. I watched them, and smiled when I thought of how they had done so much for Arthur and myself as grew. They were always there no matter what we did. They stood up for us, and their faith in us  never wavered. I really loved my mom and dad for all they sacrificed. Jasper was standing in the opening of the waiting room with coffee and donuts in his hands. He watched me as he leaned up against the wall. I had not seen him for quite a few minutes. Then I seen him as he smiled at me, and moved towards me. He sat beside me, and asked me if I was okay. I nodded my head, and told him what I thought of as my parents slept. He understood and explained that his parents were almost a carbon copy of my parents. It was amazing as I watched his face as he spoke of his parents. I could tell how he respected and loved his parents.

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I took a sip of my coffee, and looked at the big Boston cream donut that was smiling at me. Jasper outstretched his hand and headed for the Boston cream donut. I tapped him on the hand and blurted out. “That donut is smiling at me and it is mine.” He laughed at me, and showed me there was four more of them in the box. “Darn.. I thought I would be the only person with one.” I laughed and smudged some chocolate dip on his nose. He retaliated by smearing Boston cream filling on my cheek. Little did we know that my parents were watching us and laughing. We looked towards the opening of the waiting room as nurses and doctors ran quickly past us. I could hear the intercom repeat ‘Code blue’. Mom jumped up from her sitting position and was in the hallway in seconds. She was watching all the commotion that was going on in the intensive care area. Dad was by her side with  her hand in his. Jasper and I were watching as the team worked on who ever was in trouble. We turned and went to sit down and wondered who the person was. I felt a pain in my chest, and felt like I could hardly breath. As soon as it came, it went away. Just like that. What the heck! What was going on?  I was freaking out in my mind. All I could think of was Arthur. I stood and headed down the hall to the intensive care unit. I peered through the door. There were doctors and nurses working on a person. Someone seen me and a nurse came out a escorted me out of the intensive care area. Jasper was waiting for me. He put his arm around my waist and walked me back into the waiting room.

intensive.jpg        Intensive care unit….

Mom and dad were worried, and asked if I saw Arthur. I explained that all I could see were doctors and nurses around a bed and that was all I had seen. A nurse rushed me away from there once they seen me. I had witnessed a team of doctors and nurses trying to save some ones life. It scared me, and I was shaking. I couldn’t feel Arthur anymore. I know I could not explain the feeling. No one could understand how close Arthur and I were. Tears rolled down my face as mom rose from her seat and hugged me and told me everything was okay. ‘Try not to worry.’ She whispered in my ear. But, I knew in my soul that Arthur was gone, to a place where pain could no longer touch him. I waited with my head in my hands as tears dripped off the tip of my nose. Jasper gave me a box of kleenex, and I wiped away the tears from my nose. More tears replaced the ones I had wiped away. The room was silent except when I sniffled. We could hear foot steps in the hallway. I held my breath. There in the opening of the waiting room was Arthur’s doctor. His face was sad and asked us to come to more private room. He had no smile on his face, as he sat by mom and dad. His words pierced us to the bone, like someone had shot us. I did not look at him as he spoke. Mom was crying. I will never forget his words. “Arthur has passed away…  His kidneys stopped working.”  “We tried to save him.” He said, as tears welled up in his eyes. Dad and mom could no longer hear anything. The grief they felt poured out in tears. Arthur was gone, just like that he was gone. I could hear Jasper sniffling, and trying to choke back the tears. I placed my arm around his shoulder, and snuggled in closer.

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Sadness of loosing someone you love..

We made our way to his room to see him one last time before we left. He was peaceful, and looked as if he was sleeping. I held his hand and told him I love you Fonzie. To me you will always be  Fonzie. I turned and walked towards the door and swore I could see him in the reflection of the glass. Arthur was smiling as he slicked back his hair, and gave me a thumbs up. As I raised my hand to wave back, he vanished. The tears poured from my eyes as my legs felt like rubber. Jasper caught me and helped me from the room. I never looked back. As we drove home that morning there wasn’t a word said. We were all in shock and feeling like this was all a bad dream we had. We dropped Jasper at his home, as he left he kissed me gently on the cheek. He whispered in my ear. “I love you and I will always be here for you… All you have to is call my name.” He closed the door, and as I looked out the back window I could see him waving slowly. That night I slept in Arthur’s bed and hugged his pillow close to me as I slept… 🙁

Join me tomorrow as we follow Peanut as she says her final good bye to Arthur…. 🙁

Hello everyone: As I wrote this part of my story I could feel the pain that Peanut and her family felt. The tears, and sadness had taken me into their lives, and I stood with them. We should always love the people we hold dear to our hearts, and cherish every moment we have with them. Life is too short. My day was pretty good, and no rain. Hope you all had a great Wednesday, and a better Thursday. I must go… Take really good care of those you love, and be kind to others…. See you tomorrow… 🙂

I would like to say thank you to all my awesome followers, visitors, and readers who take the time to read my stories… I would like to thank the great photographers for the images I use in my stories…. 🙂

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