- Joined
- Jul 19, 2011
- Location
- United Kingdom
This is from a friend whose friends father died. They are American.
Ok I’m bringing out my soapbox, I’m not looking for sympathy. I just need people to listen. People aren’t taking this seriously and I’m here to give you a first hand perspective. Nine days it took to take the life of my father. So within those nine days he rode that ambulance ALONE, he was intabated ALONE, he was brought to ICU ALONE, he took his last breath ALONE. I had to tell my children their grandpa went to heaven on FaceTime- I couldn’t even hug them and comfort them, I watched them cry and wasn't able to do a damn thing. The wake for my father was all of 45 minutes-there were no flowers, no chairs, no boards of pictures, no visits from family and friends talking about all the memories they had with him, there were no hugs- nothing but a small room and gloves to wear. Every aspect of comfort was stolen from my family- I haven’t been able to hug my mother or my brothers - we sat in separate spaces in that room and cried alone. In addition we need to wait five days to bury my father- which will have to be done without us, we are not allowed to be there. So if you are not taking this monster seriously- this could be your reality. It’s unimaginably painful - please think of the people around you that are at risk. These last two weeks has FOREVER changed the person I once was.
Ok I’m bringing out my soapbox, I’m not looking for sympathy. I just need people to listen. People aren’t taking this seriously and I’m here to give you a first hand perspective. Nine days it took to take the life of my father. So within those nine days he rode that ambulance ALONE, he was intabated ALONE, he was brought to ICU ALONE, he took his last breath ALONE. I had to tell my children their grandpa went to heaven on FaceTime- I couldn’t even hug them and comfort them, I watched them cry and wasn't able to do a damn thing. The wake for my father was all of 45 minutes-there were no flowers, no chairs, no boards of pictures, no visits from family and friends talking about all the memories they had with him, there were no hugs- nothing but a small room and gloves to wear. Every aspect of comfort was stolen from my family- I haven’t been able to hug my mother or my brothers - we sat in separate spaces in that room and cried alone. In addition we need to wait five days to bury my father- which will have to be done without us, we are not allowed to be there. So if you are not taking this monster seriously- this could be your reality. It’s unimaginably painful - please think of the people around you that are at risk. These last two weeks has FOREVER changed the person I once was.


