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Dying At Home In Your Sleep
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Dying At Home In Your Sleep I married a man who was a therapist in Manhattan with his home and office on Central Park West. A caring, kind hearted, empathetic, and loving man with an amazing mind and intellect that inspired me to dream the dream. He confidently pursued me, from Manhattan to Myrtle Beach and committed himself enough to leave behind the Big Apple ... together we found a house we loved in Myrtle Beach and he bought it outright paid in full. He made me laugh, taught me about belonging and together as a team gave me the family I missed. He became my best friend, my confidant, my hero. It was one of the greatest times of my life. I had completed my BA and went on to earn my Masters Degree, I had a desirable successful, secure and rewarding career in the technology hardware software field. So successful that I was able to retire at a young age with a pension for life. I was completely debt free, and ready to embrace life retired, I had made it ... I truly had it all. He was the love of my life. I found the “happy ending” to the tale of my journey. … but the tale was not over it was merely a peak in life with a peek into tragedy, dying and grief. We fought hard for months battling the angel of death never once thinking we would lose always knowing we would one day look back and remember. After months of ICU and Acute care hospitals and rehabilitation hospitals....we made it back home to the life that sustained our happiness and joy. There we thanked God for bringing him home and asked only for strength to get through what work was left to recover back to a normal healthy life. But without warning he died during the night, silently, peacefully as we lay side by side sleeping ... he was 54. much too young. My world ended the moment I realized that he was gone. My screams ran frantically outside for help ,,,,,, my world collapsed in that moment of reality lingering still with the sight of his lifeless open eyes. I died too that morning, convinced that my life ended with his and all that was left was waiting for my turn.  |
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Nothing quite prepares one for having their "Life" ripped from them. I hope to help you find a bit of the peace you deserve.. 
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3/15/2016 6:55 pm |
I TOO AM WAITING TO AWAKE AND FIND MY WORLD HAS CRUMBLED, SHE HAS INCURABLE MULTIPLE MYELOMA CANCER OF BLOOD AND WE TO ARE FIGHTING THE ANGEL OF DEATH. I CRIED WHEN I READ THOSE WORDS OF YOURS AND MY HEART GOES OUT TO YOU....BUT YOU CAM OUT OF IT OK, YOUR HEART STILL HOLDS HIS MEMORY GOD BLESS YOU JIM  BI BI FRIENDS
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My deepest condolences....... This made me so teary Amanda xxx
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So sorry for your loss! I'm sure it was very hard for you. However, when it's my time to meet my maker, I hope I can go the same way.....at home, in my bed, peacefully, with my loved ones close by, not in a strange bed with a lot of strange noises, with needles and tubes stuck in me, and strangers coming in and out of the room.
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I have been there. Hope all is well for you!!
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To die peacefully, at home with a loved one by your side is the best ending that we can hope for. I know some of your pain. My wife had stage 4 lung cancer. She fought it for six months. I watched her get better and then rapidly worse. Two days after we were referred to hospice, she sent me to Zaxby's get get her some chicken and fries. I came home 14 minutes later to find her unconscious and unresponsive. I hope it is true, but I do not know if her final waking moments were peaceful and pain free. I held her hand and talked to her for the remaining 4 hours of her life. I hope that she heard me. I think that I saw a brief smile. It has been almost 14 months now. I have found a wonderful woman with whom to continue my life, but the pain still washes over me. Not as often, but just as strong. I am lucky to have had her and miss her often.
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12/15/2015 3:53 pm |
I hope you are happier now. You always seem to be so upbeat. Smiling and laughing. Always remember the good times.
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Having gone through almost the same thing, i can relate to what you've said. Moving forward isn't as easy as it sounds either. Cause everyone is different with different emotions to what has happened.
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