On Friday, January 19, 2017 around 6pm our uncle found our dad on the ground by the stairs with lots of blood around him. Our Dad had fainted because his sugar levels dropped; he was diabetic. He cracked his skull and sustained internal bleeding. The bleeding was located in a part of brain that was very difficult to access let alone drain. We waited by his bedside for him to wake up. The following days he showed signs of improvement. He has yet been told was awake, alert and following basic commands from his doctors. Finally on Sunday, the last night before we headed home to Florida our Dad held us closer. He grabbed my hands, pulled my arms and touched my face. He would follow us with his eyes. The following morning at 2:30am we received a call from the hospital our Dad's blood pressure dropped drastically. The doctors couldn't explain what had occurred since he has been showing significant signs of improvement. Numerous test were done; cat scans, EEG and X-rays all in search for answers as to why this had happened. As the results of the test came in the prognosis was getting worse. He was practically brain dead. There was no activity in his brain; therefore it was not sending signals to other parts of his body. He was not breathing on his own and was on a respirator. He was also on a pace maker and not responding to any medication. The doctors said that if he were to wake up there was a 99% probability that he would not be the same. At this point the doctor gave us a set of options. Option A: To let him go in peace and on his own. Option B: To run several tests on his brain to see if there was a way to get him back. However the doctors warned that the test could in fact hurt him more. The doctors added that on his latest cat scan his brain damage was at a level 3. He would have needed to be at level 8 in order to have a 33% probability of coming back to normal. As a family we decided to go with option A. We didn't want him to live in a vegetated state. We wanted him to pass on his own and let God's will take place. Juan Antonio Sandoval, born on 08/08/1948 passed away on 1/30/2017 at 3:55 pm. Our Dad went to heaven where he joined his parents. Our family will miss his smile, his kind heart, his spirit, the hugs, his advice, and his jokes. We will miss seeing him fixing his cars. Most of all we will miss his voice and the way he held us his arms. Another Angel goes to heaven to watch over us. As we prepare to say our final goodbyes we ask all of our friends and family to help us with the funeral arrangements. Every little bit will help and will be deeply and sincerely appreciated it. Thank you all for the prayers, love and support through these hard times. We know that our Dad is now in a much better place. We love you Dad!