tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post5812774233107754818..comments2023-10-09T15:47:14.355-04:00Comments on And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?: Entry #322Starhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18241931590875029855noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post-65280537400780318732009-07-24T16:26:23.956-04:002009-07-24T16:26:23.956-04:00You know, because I wasn't with Charley when h...You know, because I wasn't with Charley when he died--COULDN"T be with him, since I wasn't notified about it til 2 hours later and he was already "on ice" (errr....refrigeration) at the morgue when the police told me, and because I couldn't see his body for 2 days (curse that tissue donation...I had no idea it'd mean such a long delay in getting to see him when I authorized it, even KNOWING that it was what he--and I--wanted)--I *had* to be there to witness a natural death when Charley's grandfather was dying last month. I needed to know what it was like, having only known the aftermath of "dead"...but not "dying." <br /><br />And I get the flashbacks/endless replays too. I'm sure I had them with Charley too (although I mercifully can't really remember them anymore from the foggy amnesia I have about that first year of widowhood now)...but I've noticed I'm REALLY having them this week with what happened with my dog. And obviously a dog is totally different than a person, a husband, a life partner...but it's been a good/odd reminder this week of the havoc that unexpected death can wreak in your life.<br /><br />I hope it helped sharing this post, just writing it and getting it off your chest, so to speak.<br /><br />hugs...as always. ~CandiceCandicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11637366044613952294noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post-48124227471447133012009-07-22T23:41:59.839-04:002009-07-22T23:41:59.839-04:00While there is nothing that can truly help in a si...While there is nothing that can truly help in a situation like yours, I hope that posting this provided you with at least a little ease from your mind. <br /><br />I recall the seemingly endless tears as I wrote about my Elias' passing, not to mention having witnessed it and then replaying it endlessly as Roads mentioned.<br /><br />I too am sorry. Thinking of you,<br />~C~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post-12196841682056341712009-07-20T12:51:27.049-04:002009-07-20T12:51:27.049-04:00Endless replays. They last a long time.
In its wa...Endless replays. They last a long time.<br /><br />In its way, I think it's a kind of post-traumatic stress disorder. <br /><br />'If something troubles you to think about, then try not to think about it.' Was that the grief counsellor, or was it Lucy in Charlie Brown?<br /><br />I don't know, but it doesn't really work. You learn to cope with it, and to accept the unacceptable. I guess it's learning, and wisdom of a kind.Roadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06701468219259761540noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post-31719197426307800372009-07-20T11:54:33.445-04:002009-07-20T11:54:33.445-04:00I am so sorry!!
I too witnessed death with my wif...I am so sorry!!<br /><br />I too witnessed death with my wife at hospice. It is terrifying and it sucks!!<br /><br />Many hugs!!!Rickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06266946886325317958noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6918105604270007470.post-56015046937496696722009-07-16T13:12:17.471-04:002009-07-16T13:12:17.471-04:00truly chillingtruly chillingSeanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01140090776021174959noreply@blogger.com