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Posted on 4/7/24 at 8:19 am to The Nino
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Probably one of the most genuine conversations I had with my granddad and he had no clue who I was. He passed away about a month later
I am noticing the onset of dementia now - and it scares the hell out of me.
I hope to have relatives like you around when I get all out of control.
I have lost almost all my high school buddies already - the one last month was a real shocker - figured he'd be the last one to go.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 8:28 am to ChineseBandit58
Last week I watched my mom die of lung cancer. Listening to her breaths get farther and farther apart was hard.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 8:29 am to Tempratt
When I was really young, I liked looking at automobile junk yards when we we driving around.
When I was five, my dad and my brother (two different people, unlike in Alabama) got into a car wreck and my dad got him forehead chopped up pretty good, my brother was unscathed. It was the first time I’d seen the old man vulnerable, to the OP’s question.
The car* was totaled but we went by the junkyard to clean out any remaining personal stuff out of it. His blood was all over the front seat.
I fell out of love with my appreciation of junkyards.
*1965 Buick Skylark
When I was five, my dad and my brother (two different people, unlike in Alabama) got into a car wreck and my dad got him forehead chopped up pretty good, my brother was unscathed. It was the first time I’d seen the old man vulnerable, to the OP’s question.
The car* was totaled but we went by the junkyard to clean out any remaining personal stuff out of it. His blood was all over the front seat.
I fell out of love with my appreciation of junkyards.
*1965 Buick Skylark
Posted on 4/7/24 at 8:30 am to SlowFlowPro
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My brother was a hardcore drug addict for about 6 years from middle school through the year after high school
This is a serious thread and I’m not questioning the validity of your post. I’ve just been around a lot of drug addicts and never met a hardcore middle school drug addict, especially not before the opiates took over the scene. What kind of drugs was your brother taking? How bad of a drug addict? Where did he get the money to begin such a habit?
I started drugs/alcohole at 14 but was far from an addict.
This post was edited on 4/7/24 at 8:34 am
Posted on 4/7/24 at 10:13 am to supadave3
Two Sundays ago. I went to visit my last remaining grandmother for the final time. She was home on hospice and despite seeing her 3 days prior, her deterioration was swift and shocked me. She looked worse than a corpse laying there in that bed and saddest thing of all, was she was completely aware of everything. 2 weeks prior to her death, she was full of life and was very active. She went from cooking and cleaning every day and running errands to becoming a husk of her former self when sent home on Hospice.
She passed away the following Wednesday and we buried her two days later. She had planned out her entire funeral down to bible verses to be read at her Eulogy. Our family lost our matriarch and the world lost the best dang cook ever IMO.
The Wednesday following her funeral hit hard. We spoke on the phone every Wednesday night for about an hour and I visited her just about every Sunday. She was a very active woman at age 95 and just recently quit driving.
Two days before she got sick and hospitalized, she called me wanting to know if I could pick up some cornmeal for her as she wanted to fry fish that upcoming week. I told her I would but she never got a chance. She suddenly turned ill, went into the hospital and passed away after 2 weeks.
Take care and spend time with your loved ones fellas. While it may seem they will be here forever, things can quickly change and one day they are no longer with us.
She passed away the following Wednesday and we buried her two days later. She had planned out her entire funeral down to bible verses to be read at her Eulogy. Our family lost our matriarch and the world lost the best dang cook ever IMO.
The Wednesday following her funeral hit hard. We spoke on the phone every Wednesday night for about an hour and I visited her just about every Sunday. She was a very active woman at age 95 and just recently quit driving.
Two days before she got sick and hospitalized, she called me wanting to know if I could pick up some cornmeal for her as she wanted to fry fish that upcoming week. I told her I would but she never got a chance. She suddenly turned ill, went into the hospital and passed away after 2 weeks.
Take care and spend time with your loved ones fellas. While it may seem they will be here forever, things can quickly change and one day they are no longer with us.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 12:04 pm to BayouBengal51
My dad’s in the hospital right now, they don’t know what’s wrong. He’s had kidney failure for over 2 years & does dialysis. He threw up while doing dialysis and they think he aspirated and has developed aspirated pneumonia but they aren’t sure. He’s intubed and they are trying to figure out what’s wrong. My whole family thinks he’s gonna be ok but I’m not so sure and I think he’s gonna die. I can’t stop crying, don’t know what to do because they only let one visitor in the ICU and my mom and sister have been rotating. Going to cut his grass later and clean up inside his house, then go see him.
Was at the hospital all last night, it makes me sick to my stomach seeing him like this
His dad & him owned a hunting and fishing store for over 50 years. He taught me everything I know about hunting, fishing, fixing shite, and being a man. Keep him in your prayers y’all
Was at the hospital all last night, it makes me sick to my stomach seeing him like this
His dad & him owned a hunting and fishing store for over 50 years. He taught me everything I know about hunting, fishing, fixing shite, and being a man. Keep him in your prayers y’all
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Posted on 4/7/24 at 12:08 pm to Tempratt
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Have you seen a loved one in a state that crushed you…
More than I should have.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 1:07 pm to LSUJML
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My Grandma with Dementia
Same here. That woman, for the last 10 years of her life prayed daily to die before she got to where she eventually got.
The last 4 years of her life were spent in a nursing home not knowing who she was, who we were, and just lying there day after day.
The few times she acknowledged my presence she though I was her long dead son and not her grandson-----and we looked nothing alike.
Old gal made 97 years, but it was about 5 years too long for her.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 5:17 pm to Shite_kicker
Prayers sent my friend.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 5:19 pm to Tempratt
Seeing my father in a coffin at 10 yrs old fricked with my head a bit
Posted on 4/7/24 at 7:12 pm to Tempratt
Many. Alcohol poisoning is terrible
Posted on 4/7/24 at 8:10 pm to cypresstiger
Never been around much death. I also lack sympathy as a coping mechanism. I do remember seeing my brother with food poisoning when we were kids and thought that fella would be better off dead.
Posted on 4/7/24 at 8:52 pm to Tempratt
Of course
My pops went from a strapping 240 pound man down to 150 when that shite took hold of him.
My pops went from a strapping 240 pound man down to 150 when that shite took hold of him.
Posted on 4/8/24 at 4:27 pm to Tempratt
I am going through this right now. In a matter of hours I will be a widow.
When I see my husband it is like I am in a living nightmare. I am scared to enter the room where is. He looks like a skeleton and his breathing is unsettling. Nothing can prepare you for it.
I just wish I could protect my family from having to see my husband's passing. I took a vow of marriage to love him through richer and poorer and in sickness and in health. When you are first in love and get married you never think about the sickness and health part of the pledge.
I read somewhere "death" is a formidable enemy. It sure is. It makes you feel so silly for worrying about money problems or the other silly things we focus our attention on.
When I see my husband it is like I am in a living nightmare. I am scared to enter the room where is. He looks like a skeleton and his breathing is unsettling. Nothing can prepare you for it.
I just wish I could protect my family from having to see my husband's passing. I took a vow of marriage to love him through richer and poorer and in sickness and in health. When you are first in love and get married you never think about the sickness and health part of the pledge.
I read somewhere "death" is a formidable enemy. It sure is. It makes you feel so silly for worrying about money problems or the other silly things we focus our attention on.
This post was edited on 4/8/24 at 4:29 pm
Posted on 4/8/24 at 4:31 pm to Tempratt
Yeah my grandfather in the last couple weeks of bone cancer was so sad/tough.
My dad “fighting off” a stroke was an oh shite moment.
Eta: to expand a little on the stroke. By the time I got there, dad was back in the ER. He was incapacitated, staring into my mom’s eyes, and then he would go through an episode where he was like fighting it out of his brain or something. Straining extremely hard. Then he’d get relief and just go back to staring at my mom, but couldn’t talk. I can handle a lot, but had to step out of the room for a minute that day. You’re not supposed to see your dad scared to death, fighting for his life.
He survived by the way, but has aphasia and walks with a limp.
My dad “fighting off” a stroke was an oh shite moment.
Eta: to expand a little on the stroke. By the time I got there, dad was back in the ER. He was incapacitated, staring into my mom’s eyes, and then he would go through an episode where he was like fighting it out of his brain or something. Straining extremely hard. Then he’d get relief and just go back to staring at my mom, but couldn’t talk. I can handle a lot, but had to step out of the room for a minute that day. You’re not supposed to see your dad scared to death, fighting for his life.
He survived by the way, but has aphasia and walks with a limp.
This post was edited on 4/8/24 at 4:37 pm
Posted on 4/8/24 at 4:38 pm to Tempratt
My daughter died of adrenal cancer. Watching her waste away with two young kids was tough. My father wasting away from brain cancer also. Cancer sucks.
Posted on 4/8/24 at 4:45 pm to thecoconuttiger
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It makes you feel so silly for worrying about money problems or the other silly things we focus our attention on.
I think about this alot now. Money isn't shite in the big scheme of life. You can have alittle or alot but happiness is what you make it. The most important thing on this earth is "Time" and it is your choice on how you use it. Sorry about your situation and prayers sent.
Posted on 4/8/24 at 4:48 pm to Tempratt
One of my earliest memories I have is watching my Grandma die of pancreatic cancer when I was probably 5. I still remember how emaciated she looked and the shame and sadness that I felt when I couldn't stand being in the room as she threw up from the chemo.
Posted on 4/8/24 at 4:50 pm to Mr Breeze
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My mother in ICU unconscious with cancer induced sepsis. She was shivering slightly covered by just a bed sheet. I was not polite asking the nurses for warm blankets. She died a few minutes after I left to get some sleep while my brother and Dad stayed with her.
I sure hope you had the balls to apologize to the nurse.
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