My Dad, the Hero

My father, sister & I are standing in front of a taxi cab in the Dhahran ARAMCO compound where we lived. I was 7. My sister 4. We are wearing matching sailor dresses as we are about to embark on an adventure as we travel and return to the States.
My younger sister stands close to our dad, as I strike a silly dramatic pose.

When we lived in Saudi Arabia, there was a chemical leak at the refinery in Dhahran. The chemical when inhaled caused immediate paralysis of all body functions. Rather than risk anyone else’s life, my father inhaled deeply, climbed the ladder to the valve to close the leak, and on his way down gasped. At that point, he had no vitals. He could not breathe. His heart had stopped. The Arabs working under his supervision, carried him to safety and resuscitated him.

At the time, my mother, sister and I were in the US visiting my maternal grandparents. My mother knew something was wrong at the exact time that the accident occurred. She called ARAMCO asking what is wrong with my husband, what had happened. She was always able to sense things like that, as if she’s psychic.

My father is convinced that what he experienced while dead, while his body functions had stopped, was heaven. He felt like he was floating on a cloud. My parents both strongly believe that he had gone to heaven and come back.

28 thoughts on “My Dad, the Hero

  1. wendy August 29, 2015 / 8:34 pm

    Thanks so much for sharing this.
    My mom and I were like that with each other. We always knew when something was wrong with the other…when we needed the other.
    She was my hero…for other reasons.
    What your father did was amazing!

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    • Kitt O'Malley August 30, 2015 / 1:08 pm

      Thank you. Wonderful to hear that you and your mother shared such a special bond and that she was your hero!

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  2. ryandan August 29, 2015 / 2:05 pm

    Hello Kitt, what your mom and dad have is a very special gift. Was your mom only able to sence danger or was the connection broader?

    In my case it is not limited to nde experiences.

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    • Kitt O'Malley August 29, 2015 / 2:53 pm

      I think the sense is broader. But, in this instance she knew there was something seriously wrong with my father. She would call me up when I was a young adult and ask, “What’s wrong?” It always blew me away that she knew when something was wrong. At the same time, I managed to hide my depression from her and my father when I was 18, or at least I tried to hide it from them.

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  3. Billy August 29, 2015 / 1:09 pm

    That’s so cool. Indeed a hero, quiet and with no fanfare :). And yes, connections are real!

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