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David In Indy:
That sounds like a beautiful funeral Kerry. I like the words to the poem too. The whole thing seems very beautiful and peaceful to me.
David In Indy:
--- Quote from: Kerry on September 15, 2008, 11:48:38 pm ---That must have been such a terribly sad day for you, David.
:-* {{{ David }}} :-*
I had my 41st birthday, about a week before my Mum died. She had been in extreme pain and was highly medicated on morphine for the last couple of weeks of her life. I was Mum's youngest son and we were always very close. Mum and Dad had always made a fuss of me on my birthday. I remember sitting beside Mum's bed, holding her hand and saying, "It's my birthday today, Mum." She just looked at me blankly, her morphine-doped eyes gazing into mine, as if to say "Who are you?"
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Oh God Kerry, I had a similar experience. Mom was staying at home up until about three weeks before she died. The day we took her to the hospital for the final time, I came over to cook some lunch for her. Dad wanted to play golf. I remember what she had for lunch too. She said she wasn't hungry but I wanted her to eat something so I heated up a slice of pizza and a fish stick. When I checked on her later on she was nearly unresponsive. Dad had just arrived back home and we called the doctor and he told us to get her to the hospital. We sat her up in bed, she had wet herself and as I was dressing her she kept looking up at me with a very confused look on her face, one of those "Who are you?" looks. She was very frightened and confused but she never said anything. She just kept looking up at me with that confused look on her face. I'll never forget it. A few days later at the hospital she appeared to be getting a little better but she had leukemia so we knew it really wasn't true. But she was talking with us again and fairly alert. I had a really nice visit with her a couple of days before she died. She thought she was in a hotel, and she thought the hallway was a street. The next day she dropped into a coma and she died the following day. :'(
She died on September 22 2003 at 10:35 in the morning, and the funeral was held on September 25, 2003 at 10:30 am. This will be the 5th anniversary of her death. :(
Katie77:
You know where to come David if you need a hug........{{david}}
Kerry:
--- Quote from: DavidInIndy on September 15, 2008, 11:59:33 pm ---Oh God Kerry, I had a similar experience. Mom was staying at home up until about three weeks before she died. The day we took her to the hospital for the final time, I came over to cook some lunch for her. Dad wanted to play golf. I remember what she had for lunch too. She said she wasn't hungry but I wanted her to eat something so I heated up a slice of pizza and a fish stick. When I checked on her later on she was nearly unresponsive. Dad had just arrived back home and we called the doctor and he told us to get her to the hospital. We sat her up in bed, she had wet herself and as I was dressing her she kept looking up at me with a very confused look on her face, one of those "Who are you?" looks. She was very frightened and confused but she never said anything. She just kept looking up at me with that confused look on her face. I'll never forget it. A few days later at the hospital she appeared to be getting a little better but she had leukemia so we knew it really wasn't true. But she was talking with us again and fairly alert. I had a really nice visit with her a couple of days before she died. She thought she was in a hotel, and she thought the hallway was a street. The next day she dropped into a coma and she died the following day. :'(
She died on September 22 2003 at 10:35 in the morning, and the funeral was held on September 25, 2003 at 10:30 am. This will be the 5th anniversary of her death. :(
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My thoughts and loving support will be especially with you on the 22nd, my dear friend. :-* :-*
CellarDweller:
--- Quote from: Katie77 on September 15, 2008, 09:23:38 pm ---I do like the idea of playing music that relates to the person, I think that brings their presence more to the occassion, and thoughts of good times often bring a smile, or some tears, but they are usually good feeling tears.
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LMAO! That means at my funeral, people will be hearing 70s disco, freestyle, and Madonna! :laugh:
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