I’m not exactly sure what is worse…waiting for someone to die or having someone die so unexpectedly that you don’t feel like you got a chance to let them know how much you loved them.
I’m going through both this week.
Mike’s grandfather married us on our wedding day. He has always been so soft spoken, wise, and loving. His actions have never been anything but kind and caring (at least in the years I’ve known him). It’s almost hard to believe he was in the military where he had to be agressive. He started having issues with Dementia roughly 6 months ago. About a month ago he was found outside the house, lying in the street. He had broken bones and many bruises. It’s unknown what happened other than he left the house and cannot remember a darn thing.
Since then he has been progressing fast through the stages and is now in a hospice bed being given meds to keep him calm and pain free till he dies. He’s not even awake besides the occational mumble. Mike’s dad has been with his mom for the past week be we’ve opted to stay home till he passes away. It wont be long and honestly, what would we do besides stare at him and wish he could get better or end the misery? So sad to wish someone could pass on so that the pain for both himself and family could subside.
While all of this is going on my Uncle Ken passed away suddenly Tuesday. He was acting funny so they took him to the hospital on Sunday. Monday they diagnosed him with Leukemia. Tuesday morning he died. Just that quick it was over. No notice or time to think about it. Shock to the whole family. My aunt is in bed and wont move. She didn’t get a chance to tell him how she loved him. How she wished he wouldn’t go. She feel guilty.
I don’t know which is worse but as far as I’m concerned it’s a huge lesson in telling the ones you love how much you do before they’re gone (mentally or completely). Both are taxing on the family and friends. Both are hard to live through. Both take time to get over.
It’s been a rough week.
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