Death
 

My grandmother is dying, if she isn't already dead by the time that I post this. There's no way around it, she has cancer in her bone marrow and the doctors say that she has a few days, at best. I went today to go see her for the first time since she went to the hospital, a visit long neglected due to work and school. When I first saw her, I thought I had gone into the wrong room. A face that had once been so vibrant and full of life was now sullen and hollow, reminiscent of Holocaust victims seen in pictures at the end of World War II. Her breathing was painful and laborious, more like a choking gasp than anything else. She could barely keep her eyes open, much less speak or maintain consciousness. Though I haven't cried since the 5th grade, I freely admit that I became a bit choked up and I couldn't bear the emotion as I watched my grandfather, a man hardened by war and many years working as a steelworker, crying helplessly and trying to comfort my grandmother as she slipped in and out of pain induced nightmares.

As I tried to reconcile myself to the fact that I will never see her again, at least not in this life, I found myself unable to contain my tears. This woman had been instrumental in raising me. When I didn't have a father, when my mother didn't know how to help me, my grandparents were there. In my most troubled hours, she was always there to lend me advice or to talk me through my distress, and now I couldn't even understand her speech, much less help ease her pain. Though I know she was happy to see me, and I think it gave her strength, there's no doubt that she won't last much longer. It's 4:51 a.m., central time, as I post this. A few hours ago, she asked permission from my mother, my uncles, and most importantly, my grandfather, to let go of this life because she was tired of fighting. There's nothing I can do. My frustration is overwhelming.

But it's okay guys, CAUSE I HAD REESES FOR BREAKFAST

:(

CANDY FOR BREAKFAST?!?!?!?!??!?!?!

my grandfather died of cancer a year and a half ago :<

cancers a beast :o

:condolences emoticon :(

My uncle shot himself two Februarys ago. He had terminal prostate cancer. I'd say my condolences, but I couldn't sincerely. Death means very little to me. And I didn't know the old biddy. People die, blah blah blah. I'm sure you've already heard that. I just hope the time that you had with her was memorable enough to live on with you in what's left of your lifetime.

Maybe my dog, and even that'd be a stretch.

I find it is harder to see people die the longer I live.

I just lost my brother to suicide last October. It hasn't even been a year yet. I know how you feel, you will miss her for some time yet. Funny thing is, I started remebering all the good things about my little brother instead of the bad after we lost him. He was struggling with schizophrenia for the last 10 years and it was getting worse and worse every year.

That is awful :(

I also feel like a dick for laughing at that last part, thanks

Why ask for permission to die? She's entitled to die when and where she feels like it. >:

You aren't the only one. That may have been the best laugh I've had all day.

Your grandmother can tell when it's time to die, but can she tell why kids love Cinnamon Toast Crunch?

/cereal jokes

I recall watching my grandfather waste away to a shell of his former self before succumbing to death. Wasn't very pleasant. Condolences.

Emily and I watched my grandmother die in some hospice. I don't know if that's the only time I've seen my father cry, but I'll certainly remember it.

So, good luck, and all that.

I witnessed my father during cancer, shortly afterwards my cousin hanged himself with a shower curtain. I can't say I can fathom your pain, but my condolences.

On the plus side, is she gonna leave you anything?

I.S., I'm truly sorry. That's a terrible thing to have to deal with. All the rest of you who have lost loved ones, you have my sympathies as well.

I'm sorry, IS. I know what you're going through; I was born with a genetic mutation, and long story short have a 90% chance of testicular cancer, which unfortunately I believe is starting to develop.

Sorry to hear about your loss IS.
Death and relatives, it stirs little emotion in me cos i hate all mine.

she lasted longer than everyone thought she would. she passed sometime early this morning, but at least she was comfortable.

and fathom, you should really fuck off.

Cry me a damn river... oh wait.

boy it must hard to be such an internet badass how do you do it fathom you must get all the ladies

JERKS

I'm sorry about my lack of couth, but I had Reeses for breakfast.

that's a funny joke fathom, but I could swear that I'd seen it before!

Okay okay. :lol Joking about death really isn't that nice.

anyway, yes she was quite doped up. she could still recognize everyone around her.

especially when you are doing it to someone who just lost a relative to cancer you faggot.

Sorry to hear about your loss I.S.

Why should that matter?

Did you touch her bood one last time?

what a wonderful forum you have here

it doesn't matter that you are a faggot.

I'm assuming that you meant boob? there's not really much to grab onto since she had them cut off what with the breast cancer!

I bet he meant blood ;o

speaking of death, one of my old friends/classmates drowned the other night :x

http://www.ktbs.com/news/Body-of-dro...klahoma-13181/

Haha, I did it. :lol Just kidding.

Any idea why?

My sincere condolences as well...

I just lost another friend last month due to cancer. A healthy 32-year-old cop who was gone in less than 8 months after diagnosis.

I've lost a lot of friends in my lifetime, probably more than the average Joe, but it's just a part of life. Being exposed like that, I really think I have those experiences to credit for my outgoing nature. I don't think I would have set out on so many insane adventures had I not been so aware of how fleeting life is.

Make the most of your life.

Sorry to bump a semi-older thread but meh.

Condolences, IS, I can sympathize completely as the exact same thing just happened to my mother.

The saddest part of all is that the day she died, it rained so hard here it took me an hour to drive what normally takes five minutes. Hope you feel better soon.

I'm gonna bum this thread every week to remind him that his grandmother is never coming back.

hey jk guys me and my grandma are chillin out maxin and relaxin all cool and all shootin some bball outside of the school so tadao want to hang out or what

tadao you get me all wet when you talk about my dead grandma you STUD

i am beginning to think that tadao is a threat to america and this forum

also he drove off that cute rave chick, what the hell man

Found out that my uncle has prostate cancer. Another Uncle died 11 years ago from the same damn thing. I better get my pooper checked out.

I was thinking about that myself, but I don't really know the process for getting checked for cancer. As far as I can tell, it's entirely a reactive process and not a preventative one.

Do you just like, walk in and ask for them to open up a tricorder and scan you for cancer? Cause what if it isn't a topical thing?

Yeah man, prostate cancer will jump out and bite you on the ass. Literally.

They feel you around for lumpy bits. It would seem that they only check if you have cancer, not if you will.\. It's hard to tell if you are going to have cancer unless you have a family history of it. I saw on Good Morning America or something that merely eating properly can reduce your chances of getting cancer and some people's cancer even went away. I don't know how much I'd buy into that, but eating healthy always seemed a good way to prevent anything.

I think he's mistaken you for Jonathan Clement.

But seriously, I'm sorry about your grandmother. My grandfather passed away a couple of months ago, and his last years weren't very easy. It's hard learning first hand how those you love and care for wont be around forever.

We are living on borroweed time

She's still here.

How sad. My gma has breast cancer but I'm not sure its sunk in yet fo me.

Mostly cause I hate her.

But we all thought george had cancer a while back cause he had a big lump on his back. Turns out it was a giant zit.

Lets just say we found out the hard way... he ruined three shirts.

was he wearing them all at the same time

I fit the hereditary profile for Lynch's Syndrome, which basically means that I have a 50/50 chance of getting colon cancer eventually. My cousin is only in her early thirties and she's already had a lot of signs that it'll hit her soon although it generally strikes in one's forties. It's surprising thus that my father has had several polyps found but so far nothing too bad has come up, since he's past the age that it probably should have killed him by now. He's always alluding to the fact that he doubts he'll live much longer, but he's mostly just shooting for a heart attack I think from the vantage point of my family's penchant for stoicism (obnoxiously missing from my mother). Notably, he was incredibly thin until his early thirties and then he just kind of decided to follow in his father's coronary footsteps toward destruction and at 51 I'm amazed he hasn't had his first heart attack yet.

no. :lol it just didn't stop leaking for almost three days.