Looking For Life After Loss

This story comes from the need to write about the loss of my wife, Inga Rockwood. An aneurysm at the base of her brain suddenly ruptured and she died in less than a minute. This story, is drawn from my own confusing journey to find life again, without identifying any persons or places that were involved.

Chapter One 

The phone call startled Ray. His wife’s Bridge partner, in a low voice,  informed him that his wife, April, had fallen from her chair and been taken to the nearest emergency room. She probably just fainted. Still, he knew he needed to get to the hospital as fast as he could. This must have something to do with her recent headaches, possibly a brain tumor. 

Puffy clouds lazily inched across the sky. He made good time driving the two lane highway to the suspension bridge spanning the Mighty Mac River, then on the other side, speeding to the the Northern Methodist Hospital. When Ray identified himself to the receptionist in the Emergency Room, she said calmly that the doctor wanted to talk to him. She escorted the man into a small, sterile consultation room. This must be serious: maybe a brain tumor, a heart attack, or possibly a stroke. While he waited, trying to calm himself, he stared at the empty walls and the few magazines on the table next to him. For a long time no one walked past his door. He picked up a magazine, glanced through it for a few seconds, then put it down. He looked at the clock. He wiped sweat off his forehead, then checked his watch. What is going on?

I will be regularly adding more of the story, eventually posting the entire narrative. My purpose for sharing this is the hope it helps someone else going through sudden loss.