I watched my uncle who has developed a flesh eating virus that traveled into his bones and into his pelvis, pulled off life support. Good man, like a father to me, and just wished we could have given him more life and not such a painful end.
My 9 month old son passed away after his heart finally gave up. He was born with a genetic syndrome and had deformed heart valves which attached to his lunged instead, and alot of major issues. He was two weeks from our final hope surgery, which was a full heart and lung transplant, when he passed away in my arms Christmas morning 2005 in my home. He was gone by the time the ambulence got to us.
Recently, my wife of 8 years being pregnant with our second child, passed away of a heart attack. She was only 31, but with the bad hand dealt from her family genes with heart disease, high blood pressure, and diabetes, something just went horribly wrong and she went into v-fib and the hospital couldnt bring her back. After a hour and 40 minutes of heart attack medicine, clot blocker medicine, pumping her chest, and shocks, I was asked to make the call.
There is no one to hate or blame for their deaths, other than myself, for not being able to save them. We all pass away, eventually. Feel lucky and of your loved ones dignity that they are able to pass with peace and around family. My sons crying and my wife screams haunt me forever.
It wears you down in every regard, and I think I can look in the mirror and see nothing but a dead person walking. But, like that old saying.. you got your entire life ahead of you.
I do. I am 27. My bad luck I will live for another 50 years.
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