tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post4351544431686453833..comments2024-01-02T21:41:49.068-08:00Comments on Paul. Because 'Paul' is a nice name.: not a real cheerful one. might want to skip it.FirstNationshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13387748372500478809noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-90466319503752765562008-07-13T02:25:00.000-07:002008-07-13T02:25:00.000-07:00Don't berate yourself - everything you are feeling...Don't berate yourself - everything you are feeling is entirely normal given the circumstances. My grandmother had severe Alzheimers and could only communicate by blinking in the end. On her 80 somethingth birthday we took her sherry and spooned it into her mouth like a baby. I kept spooning and spooning - she loved it. I went home that secretly hoping that it would send her into a beautiful woozy sherry-induced death sleep but it didn't. We and she had 6 or 7 more years of pain and inability to express it - it was terrible and I wished her to die so many times. It was a relief when she did. If she had been an animal she would have been put down due to her extreme suffering. It was awful for her.rockmotherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08939586655533001122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-74802130720451150252008-07-10T04:38:00.000-07:002008-07-10T04:38:00.000-07:00Hospice? I feel your pain and understand.Hospice? I feel your pain and understand.Galehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07054170274536788586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-32560734216947975052008-07-09T10:01:00.000-07:002008-07-09T10:01:00.000-07:00Wellyou are at least amazingly honest Ms FN. Cons...Wellyou are at least amazingly honest Ms FN. Consider yourself cyber hugged - I would have gone for a fuck but the Viagra is low and I have someone coming round at the weekend....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-79709829867183533852008-07-08T07:59:00.000-07:002008-07-08T07:59:00.000-07:00Man..I'm sorry.I've gone through a bit of that ove...Man..I'm sorry.<BR/>I've gone through a bit of that over the past few years with my nana. It's long, draining and hard, and the relief at the end is a strange thing.<BR/>The way I see it is you're a great person *because* you care enough for it to matter this much.<BR/>Like everyone else has already said...not sure what else to say other than I'm sorry. Vent it out and do what you need to to get by. <BR/><BR/>Sending sunlight your way...Geosominhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15729167937433295927noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-90241919171991552562008-07-08T00:41:00.000-07:002008-07-08T00:41:00.000-07:00Yep, so many of us have been right where you are. ...Yep, so many of us have been right where you are. It sure does suck.<BR/><BR/>We should have some t-shirts printed.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-12130924451321533992008-07-07T21:23:00.000-07:002008-07-07T21:23:00.000-07:00I love all of you. Thank you so much.I love all of you. Thank you so much.FirstNationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13387748372500478809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-72890162437183454682008-07-07T21:18:00.000-07:002008-07-07T21:18:00.000-07:00I must say, nothing cheers me up more tonight than...I must say, nothing cheers me up more tonight than the idea of you scaring the medical community into doing their startled fearsome best... I make Shirley Maclean screaming bloody murder at a dumbass nurse in Terms of Endearment look like little beth in Little Women,and I bet you out do me. Also bet, he being aware, gets a chuckle too, and thanks his lucky stars. Yer something else, Lady.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-59451832811852917302008-07-07T20:08:00.000-07:002008-07-07T20:08:00.000-07:00Everyone has already said it. And everyone I know...Everyone has already said it. And everyone I know has felt this at one time or another. Here's some therapy crap for ya: remember, feelings are never wrong. we can't control them and they are just honest. Except guilt (in my opinion). That emotion is pure-de-oh bullshit. Hugs and white light all around you and your yummy biker. And may the playboy let go and move on.Joyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00977898784588176802noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-51080645019762966892008-07-07T20:01:00.000-07:002008-07-07T20:01:00.000-07:00None of us can express here what you really need.B...None of us can express here what you really need.But you know what we all feel and are trying to say.dinahmowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00052642938090553088noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-64103354915075082252008-07-07T17:53:00.000-07:002008-07-07T17:53:00.000-07:00I know it probably doesn't make you feel less guil...I know it probably doesn't make you feel less guilty, but what you are feeling is COMMON. I have so many friends who are dealing with aging parents (and my own mother is 85 and hanging in there), and they have mostly expressed the same desparate sentiment at some point. Try to be gentle with yourself. You deserve care too.Pernicious Pandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15398147887114002182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-57839150147621185922008-07-07T17:30:00.000-07:002008-07-07T17:30:00.000-07:00All the feelings you describe sound natural and fi...All the feelings you describe sound natural and fitting to me, my dear. <BR/>Don't we live in a strange world now, when so much can and will be done to keep us alive and so little to help us face death (when after all, we've been stepping toward it daily since we were born)?<BR/>I feel for the three of you and hope you can talk freely and comfortingly to each other.<BR/>There's a lot more I'd like to say but, you know, where are the beers!<BR/>Virtual hugs instead.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-55447304365053523052008-07-07T14:56:00.000-07:002008-07-07T14:56:00.000-07:00Man I am so sorry. I wished my grandmother a nice...Man I am so sorry. I wished my grandmother a nice peaceful death every chance I got. She at least (I hope) didn't have a fucking clue as to what was going on, courtesy of Alzheimer's. But man, it was such a waste. She was such a shell of a shell of herself. It doesn't make you a bad person to feel like this. It just makes you human. It sucks.<BR/><BR/>I am so sorry.Christinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11530892587771136443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-51270027073657976182008-07-07T11:40:00.000-07:002008-07-07T11:40:00.000-07:00So sorry...don't know what else to say. Watched th...So sorry...don't know what else to say. Watched this happen to my grandmother recently. She wanted to go, but it was others in my family that tried to postpone it. She finally got her wish just a week ago. But damn. It sucks. And yet...that's life. We don't just go when it's convenient, for us or anyone else. Anyway, I hope your distress is short-lived.Kelly Peepleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00512810882819930092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-11364297623346804742008-07-07T11:29:00.000-07:002008-07-07T11:29:00.000-07:00My mother has dementia and barely recognizes me an...My mother has dementia and barely recognizes me any more. She has more or less left the building and is lost in a pointless twilight, a kind of hideous inverted childhood.<BR/><BR/>I know I'll be upset when she dies, but I think much of my mourning will be spent before that happens.garferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11886540088842849166noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-52188601308354864232008-07-07T11:24:00.000-07:002008-07-07T11:24:00.000-07:00Any chance he can get into hospice, those people a...Any chance he can get into hospice, those people are usually golden for everyone. This blog is an excellent place for you to blow off...let 'er rip.Retro Bloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12699048985142240493noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-72549635765595371132008-07-07T11:10:00.000-07:002008-07-07T11:10:00.000-07:00I really wish I could say something that would mak...I really wish I could say something that would make you feel better - I think you're great. It's nightmare time but when it's over you don't have to look back except at what's been good. <BR/><BR/>((((((((xxx)))))))))Zighttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14325808421083028026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21067023.post-26622465016613471982008-07-07T11:03:00.000-07:002008-07-07T11:03:00.000-07:00Oh hon, I really do know exactly what you mean. I...Oh hon, I really do know exactly what you mean. It took my grandfather 15 fucking years to die after he was given 3 months to live, and I think my mom got 30 years older in that time.<BR/><BR/>This is why our right to die in the manner and time of our choosing is just as important as our right to live, and if that means enlisting the help of a medical professional to help shuffle us off the mortal coil, so be it.<BR/><BR/>I wonder if the Playboy wants to get it over with, or if he wants to hang in as long as possible?<BR/><BR/>My mom's best friend died last year of Lou Gehrig's disease, and boy, that was teh suck, largely because she couldn't bring herself to hasten the inevitable, and clung on as long as she could.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, you're not alone. We're all here for you, and like Bill Clinton said, we feel your pain.<BR/><BR/>((((((muk hugs)))))))Moominmamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11750304448922417139noreply@blogger.com