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What a hell of a weekend.
My aunt Mary went in to Urgent Care Saturday morning complaining of breathing trouble. While there, her heart stopped. It took half an hour to start it again, but given the results of follow up tests, the brain damage was too extensive. They took her off life support yesterday evening, and she was gone within an hour. The really fucked up thing is that Mom and Grandma talked to her Friday evening, and she was fine. It just goes to show... one minute everything's fine, the next minute you're gone.
Rest in Peace, Mary... you will be missed.
And as a follow up to that, I'm worried about my Grandma. The only thing harder than losing a parent is losing a child, because conventional wisdom is that your children should outlive you. I don't know how the kids will handle this... Paige is broken up of course, because she saw her Grandma every day. Reid did too, but he's too young to really understand where she went.
As for me, I will warn you that I will be fine as long as no one says "I will pray for you" or something along those lines. Empty sentimentalism! You really think something religious will help? Sacrifice a goat to Kali-Yuga and I'll be impressed.
This whole thing doesn't feel right.
My aunt Mary went in to Urgent Care Saturday morning complaining of breathing trouble. While there, her heart stopped. It took half an hour to start it again, but given the results of follow up tests, the brain damage was too extensive. They took her off life support yesterday evening, and she was gone within an hour. The really fucked up thing is that Mom and Grandma talked to her Friday evening, and she was fine. It just goes to show... one minute everything's fine, the next minute you're gone.
Rest in Peace, Mary... you will be missed.
And as a follow up to that, I'm worried about my Grandma. The only thing harder than losing a parent is losing a child, because conventional wisdom is that your children should outlive you. I don't know how the kids will handle this... Paige is broken up of course, because she saw her Grandma every day. Reid did too, but he's too young to really understand where she went.
As for me, I will warn you that I will be fine as long as no one says "I will pray for you" or something along those lines. Empty sentimentalism! You really think something religious will help? Sacrifice a goat to Kali-Yuga and I'll be impressed.
This whole thing doesn't feel right.