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Sorry for your loss. He's seeing his parents and many others now. Remeber that. He's doing ok.
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Actually, he was my mother's step-father. However, I never met my mother's father because he had died before I was born (by almost a decade). He was all I ever knew as a Grandpa from my mom's side.
This happened rather quick. On Thurday he went in for surgery to have a new colostomy bag put in. Surgery went well, however, the next day he suffered a massive stroke. Lost all control of his right side and most of his left. Two days later, his dianosis was he'd never walk, talk, chew or swallow again. The next morning, my Grandma signed DNR papers. She talked things over with my mother and her sisters and brother and they all agreed that there was no way that my Grandpa would want to live in that condition. After the life he lead it was too much of an indignity. They decided to remove the feeding tube so he wouldn't have to suffer through his condition. He was given morphine until he passed (NOT lethal dosage, just enough to make him happy until he died). He died at 1015 last night. I was called on my cell phone at 1050 while on my way to work.
My family does not understand why funerals are sad. Everyone dies, so when each of my grandparents died we had not a funeral but a party. We even roasted him and talked about him being gay which confused his former coworkers.
I think that my grandmother survived the ~4 years after her husband's death simply because the funeral was such a blast. Otherwise, she would have wallowed in self pity and died of loneliness.
Originally posted by Donegeal
Actually, he was my mother's step-father. However, I never met my mother's father because he had died before I was born (by almost a decade). He was all I ever knew as a Grandpa from my mom's side.
This happened rather quick. On Thurday he went in for surgery to have a new colostomy bag put in. Surgery went well, however, the next day he suffered a massive stroke. Lost all control of his right side and most of his left. Two days later, his dianosis was he'd never walk, talk, chew or swallow again. The next morning, my Grandma signed DNR papers. She talked things over with my mother and her sisters and brother and they all agreed that there was no way that my Grandpa would want to live in that condition. After the life he lead it was too much of an indignity. They decided to remove the feeding tube so he wouldn't have to suffer through his condition. He was given morphine until he passed (NOT lethal dosage, just enough to make him happy until he died). He died at 1015 last night. I was called on my cell phone at 1050 while on my way to work.
That's a sad way to go-results of a "routine" surgery. Your family could communicate their goodbyes but he couldn't respond That's similar to how my grandfather went, routine bypass, allergic reaction to anesthesia and coma and gone, just like that.
This happened rather quick. On Thurday he went in for surgery to have a new colostomy bag put in. Surgery went well, however, the next day he suffered a massive stroke. Lost all control of his right side and most of his left. Two days later, his dianosis was he'd never walk, talk, chew or swallow again. The next morning, my Grandma signed DNR papers. She talked things over with my mother and her sisters and brother and they all agreed that there was no way that my Grandpa would want to live in that condition. After the life he lead it was too much of an indignity. They decided to remove the feeding tube so he wouldn't have to suffer through his condition. He was given morphine until he passed (NOT lethal dosage, just enough to make him happy until he died). He died at 1015 last night. I was called on my cell phone at 1050 while on my way to work.
Yeah, the DNR sounds like the right and dignified thing to do.
He led an awesome, respectable life, Donegeal. You do your part about remembering him, and passing his memory to your children and your children's children.
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Originally posted by Donegeal
Actually, he was my mother's step-father. However, I never met my mother's father because he had died before I was born (by almost a decade). He was all I ever knew as a Grandpa from my mom's side.
This happened rather quick. On Thurday he went in for surgery to have a new colostomy bag put in. Surgery went well, however, the next day he suffered a massive stroke. Lost all control of his right side and most of his left. Two days later, his dianosis was he'd never walk, talk, chew or swallow again. The next morning, my Grandma signed DNR papers. She talked things over with my mother and her sisters and brother and they all agreed that there was no way that my Grandpa would want to live in that condition. After the life he lead it was too much of an indignity. They decided to remove the feeding tube so he wouldn't have to suffer through his condition. He was given morphine until he passed (NOT lethal dosage, just enough to make him happy until he died). He died at 1015 last night. I was called on my cell phone at 1050 while on my way to work.
This is very nice as I am also a "Step-Father" but my Grandsons will allways only know me as thier "Poppa" and never the "Big Guy who became a Poppa"
I am blessed to have a relationship so close to my children and indeed hoped you had experienced the same.
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-Bokonon
I'm sorry for your loss, friend; you and your family have my sincere sympathies.
Your granddad accomplished a lot for one human being in helping the cause that was his generation's calling. You are absolutely right to be proud of him, his and his fellow enlisted mens' efforts and sacrifices are legendary and should be remembered always, as they will surely be.
So it is good to know that his memory is safe with you and, I have no doubts, with the many others who knew him as well.
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