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I worked at the bar the night dad took my mom to the hospital because she was having sharp pains in her arm and sternum. Dad called me on my cell phone as I was leaving the bar, and told me that he and mom where at the hospital. I turned around and decided to take a shortcut through the hills, which always seemed faster to me than the interstate. About halfway to the hospital my return line on my radiator blew, and the truck overheated. I didnt have any antifreeze so i grabbed a jug from the back of my truck and went up to this farmhouse I could see in the distance. The people where nice enough to give me some water and a ride back to my truck. When I got goin again dad called my cell phone, and told me the doctor said everything was ok, and that she was gonna be monitored for the night, and there was nothing that we could do till in the mornin. Dad said just to head back home, cause tomorrow would be a long day. I could just come in in the mornin.
Walked into the hospital early the next mornin and mom was asleep. Went over and touched her hand and her heart monitor went off. She had a massive heart attack right there. The nurse station was watching and they rushed in. I stood there by moms side while they rushed to save her life. I knew she was gone because this little nurse kept looking into my eyes, waiting for my reaction. I never looked at her but i could feel the hurt she felt for me cutting a 6 inch gap through my skull. I never got to say my last goodbyes. If I had gone on in that night I would have atleast gotten to tell her goodnight, and that I loved her. I had just talked to her that Sunday and I did tell her that I loved her. I will never forgive myself for not going on to the hospital that night.
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