Reading about the heart breaking illnesses some of your loved ones had to endure has made me think about how my husband died. He never had any illnesses, hardly ever so much as a common cold. It was 4:30 am and Bang! Gone! No warning, no signs, nothing. Perhaps this is the best way to leave this world. No suffering. The consultant said he would have known nothing about it. That’s the selfless me talking. But the selfish me says if only I’d known, would I have lived those last few days, weeks, months differently? The shock and devastation of it all is horrendous. I’m still in shock nigh on 2 years late
I have the utmost admiration for all of you. You lived daily knowing and watching your loved ones deteriorate before your very eyes. You cared for them with love knowing what the outcome would be and for that I am so very, very sorry. I was spared all of that and it’s only now that I find I can be grateful for that, both from my point of view and that of my husband’s.
Of course, the end result for all of us here is the same. We’re the ones left behind. I send you all my love and respect. My respect also for your dear loved ones now departed, for bravely battling their deseases. Xx