My dad woke up on Christmas Eve morning and said that he felt like he was coming down with a cold. It was no big deal. His symptoms just kept worsening. Finally, he called his dad and told him that he felt bad. He also asked him to take him to the hospital.
Once they got there, he went unconscious. It was so quick from the time he got there, to the time he passed. In a span of 4 hours, he was gone. I will never forget walking into the room, and seeing my dad blue, and deprived of oxygen. We will always miss him forever and always.
Source: Brooklyn Bond, daughter