Funbikerchick Introduction - Page 52
I got a call at a few minutes after two this morning from paramedics informing me that my stepmother had died. My father raised me and he married her when I was 11 so the
relationship isn't just a stepmother like some might be. Anyway, they needed me to go to my father. He was in need of
support. He lives about 1 1/4 hours from me.
She died at home and he found her. In fact, when I got there she was still layed out on the floor waiting for the funeral home to arrive to get her. She was laying on the living room floor. (She died on the couch in the living room.) They had her wrapped in a sheet, but her head not covered. I mean she wasn't just laying on the floor a mess or anything, but in NH paramedics can pronounce death and in situations where there is not any suspicious circumstances and a clear medical history, they don't bring them to the hospital. It was really weird with her lying on the living room floor while we waited for the funeral home to arrive.
The local police officer stayed with us until they had taken her away. He stayed with my father for the 1 1/2 hours it took me to get there after receiving the call and then the 30 minutes or so more until they came to take her body away. Too often I only think of them as the guys who will give me a speeding ticket if I am stopped, but they do so much more than that. This man was really something else. Very compassionate. He even set the clock on my father's microwave!