It was, a bit!! He didn't want Mum to have to guess what he wanted, but he couldn't talk to her about it, because she got upset. He'd been ill for a couple of years (cardiomyopathy), but then he was taken into hospital out of the blue (it seemed to us) and died 5 days later. He made sure he and I said goodbye properly, on his last night. He slipped into unconsciousness after that and never came round again.
You capture so much so succinctly and I hope to god there are lots of
NON PD PEOPLE FUCKING READING THIS!!
Because though it’s great to have some of my experience so well captured by you
it’s our family and friends that i really want to understand.
Ah well rock n roll will never die....
Ha! Thank you, Nick. I hope everyone reads it 🤣 and I can retire? xx
My father planned his entire funeral with our vicar, from his hospital bed, the day before he died...
Yikes! That is cutting it fine!
I can relate to so much of this with my M.E. and COPD! (Richard and I regularly talk about what will happen when I go.) xxx
I think these conversations have to happen, not only if you are chronically ill :)
It was, a bit!! He didn't want Mum to have to guess what he wanted, but he couldn't talk to her about it, because she got upset. He'd been ill for a couple of years (cardiomyopathy), but then he was taken into hospital out of the blue (it seemed to us) and died 5 days later. He made sure he and I said goodbye properly, on his last night. He slipped into unconsciousness after that and never came round again.
Haha! I know I actually dreading winter far more than the heat. Love to you xx