05/27/2024
Saying Goodbye
What was literally overnight. I had to say goodbye to My Dad. The Dad I knew since I was ten years old. January 2021.
My Facebook post:
"This past week has been so crazy. I’ve had the pleasure of speaking with so many people that knew Stuart Dietz. It was sudden and unexpected….we went from all having the Flu (type A) then it just progressed to Pneumonia for him and then just became septic. Literally overnight. We are all and trying to find our own ways to process. I wanna thank each and every person you has spoken his name and thought of our family! Appreciation doesn’t begin to describe how I feel! It’s actually overwhelming to be honest. We have enjoyed all our visitors and continue to welcome everyone who swings thru!! Beverly Kay Byars Dietz is progressing so well with each one of you!!"
The realer version was...it was scary AF! Mom was recovering still, and we all were struggling the week before with the FLU A. While we were thankful it wasn't COVID it was bad and really difficult on me physically to take care of all of us. My dad sick throwing up in bed also somewhat diarrhea (ill spare the vividness). On top of my having the same symptoms I still had to be on at all times. My kids took turns thankfully having it, Bash was still only 6 months old. It was chaotic and insane really. After we all began getting over it my dad just wasn't kicking it. Now if you knew Stuart, Buddy, Bud-Ro, Carroll (is what I affectionately called him) you would know that he refused to go to the doctor or hospital if at all necessary. Well he looked at me while I was changing his bed sheets, I jokingly said "Are you ready to go to the Hospital yet??" And he responded....calmly and matter-of-factly "Yeah Brat, I think so!" This hit me like a ton of bricks. I got Sean and we got him "ready" and called non-emergency. Again, he was bed ridden and large, there was no other way to transport him. This always affected his self-esteem but knew it was the only way. I got his glasses, phone, charger, wallet and off he went. I called my Step-Sisters and informed them what was going on and where we were headed. I didn't honestly expect it to be as serious as it was. At the time I hoped for medicine intervention and him coming home later in the week. Well, that isn't what happened. He called me and said "I don't know when I'm gonna come home stay be the phone so I can update you". He never called me with the update. Instead the Hospital called to inform me that he had in fact progressed from the FLU to Pneumonia and then became Septic. He was now on a ventilator and unable to breath for himself. It was devastating. Then I, the youngest of the three, had to call my older sisters, his daughters and tell them to hurry up get to the hospital. We had some decisions to make. I began calling everyone I could think of that needed to know and then I had to tell BEV! This was never what I thought this Role would intel. In an instant I was emotionally parentless. Mimi was physically here and was and I am so grateful for this but she isn't the mom I could turn to. The hospital said that I was technically the one to have to make the choice, there was NO WAY I was able to do that alone. I also chose to NOT be in the room when he passed. I couldn't, I wasn't emotionally able to handle much more. Family came, his baby of all babies, Crystal (my niece) was able to be with him. I can't even begin to speak for them or know how this has changed their lives forever. Mine was foggy, almost like a state of shock. Going through the motions. I had to make arrangements for which I didn't have the capacity mentally or financially to actually deal with it.
My dad is gone. I cant go sit on the bed and dump whatever I wanted to on him. He couldn't go anywhere lol. In FOUR months My entire world was flipped on its head and completely different. Not to mention the Big Girl Duties were about to kick in. I had to get Power of Attorney, handle all their "estate" take over all the bills, cause technically mom is still in charge, since Pop-Pop was gone. Mind you he always handled everything anyways. It was a heavy blow, burden, whatever you wanna call it. I was NOT prepared at all!!!!