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From: Road Glidin' Don on 17 Feb 2010 14:17
On Feb 17, 9:25 am, totallydeadmail...(a)yahoo.co.uk (The Older
Gentleman) wrote:
> ? <breoganmacbr...(a)yahoo.com> wrote:
> > On Feb 17, 7:42 am, totallydeadmail...(a)yahoo.co.uk (The Older
> > Gentleman) wrote:
>
> > > Home Sunday. Ma's funeral Thursday, which won't be much fun.
>
> > Lady Marjorie died of a broken heart, in abandonment, did she?
>
> > Figures.
>
> I think, not for the first time, I ought to put you straight.
>
> At age 85 and after a pinned hip last year, she fell ill just before
> Christmas and was taken to hospital, where we were told to expect her
> death.
>
> She desperately wanted to return home, to die there. The hospital was
> not willing to let her go.
>
> They put every possible obstacle in her way. Myself, my two brothers,
> and my sister worked tirelessly to see that she got what she wanted.
>
> We had a special hospital bed installed in her lovely house, positioned
> so she could see the world go by her window. We had an oxygen generator
> moved in. We arranged for a live-in housekeeper, and constant medical
> attention.
>
> The hospital told us she would not live through the ambulance journey
> home. We told them that every possible facility was now in place, and
> she wanted to go home, and we wanted to see it happen.
>
> Bear in mind that she was very weak throughout this, but compos mentis.
>
> She was taken back to her home. I was there to greet her. Her friends in
> her town rallied round. She was placed in her bed, and she was wearing
> the biggest smile I've seen her wear in years.
>
> I opened the "welcome home" cards (nobody was going to say 'get well
> soon' as everyone knew that wasn't going to happen} and she was smiling
> at every one. I told her my wife would be down in two days\ time with
> some of her jome-made honey, and she beamed widely again. She loved my
> wife's honey. She went to sleep still smiling, and died that night.
>
> My siblings and I are very happy that we managed to arrange what she
> wanted: to die, peacefully, in her own home.
>
> The Times will be running her obituary soon. She achieved rather more in
> her life than I, and certainly you, ever will.

My sincere condolences, Neil.

At the same time, it is also brings a smile to my face to read of a
son who gave his mother the comfort, love and attention she deserved
near the end of her life, so that when the inevitable finally came, it
ended as well as it could. Not all elderly people are so fortunate.

From: Road Glidin' Don on 17 Feb 2010 14:22
On Feb 17, 9:00 am, 悟 <breoganmacbr...(a)yahoo.com> wrote:
> On Feb 17, 7:42 am, totallydeadmail...(a)yahoo.co.uk (The Older
>
> Gentleman) wrote:
> > Home Sunday. Ma's funeral Thursday, which won't be much fun.
>
> Lady Marjorie died of a broken heart, in abandonment, did she?
>
> Figures.

You really are just a piece of filth, aren't you? Congratulations on
reaching a new low.
From: 悟 on 17 Feb 2010 15:46
On Feb 17, 11:22 am, "Road Glidin' Don" <d.lan...(a)gmail.com> wrote:

> You really are just a piece of filth, aren't you?

Hey, at least I didn't go on a *ski trip* immediately after my parents
died and *before* the funeral.

I didn't post a message to Usenet saying, "Oh, they were just my
*parents*, buggrit."

I didn't allow strangers to get away with saying, "They *all* do
that," IOW, *die* when they get old.

> Congratulations on reaching a new low.

Pay attention, now Dimwit Don. Everytime you feel like saying
something nasty to me, just pause and count to ten.

Then call up your Gladys and tell her how much you appreciate her and
forget about hating me.

Your God is going to judge you some day, and when he does, he's going
to balance out the hate versus the love.

So you'd better tip the scales in your own favor...




From: Sean_Q_ on 17 Feb 2010 16:35
The Older Gentleman wrote:

> At age 85 and after a pinned hip last year, she fell ill just before
> Christmas and was taken to hospital, where we were told to expect her
> death.
>
> She desperately wanted to return home, to die there. The hospital was
> not willing to let her go.
>
> They put every possible obstacle in her way.

I'm glad to hear that she was able to get what she wanted
(and, from the sounds of it) needed. Medical staff can be
so impersonal, cold and clinical. Except, of course at
that TV fictional hospital, The Royal in Yorkshire.

SQ
From: Rob Kleinschmidt on 17 Feb 2010 16:50
On Feb 17, 12:46 pm, 悟 <breoganmacbr...(a)yahoo.com> wrote:
> On Feb 17, 11:22 am, "Road Glidin' Don" <d.lan...(a)gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > You really are just a piece of filth, aren't you?
>
> Hey, at least I didn't go on a *ski trip* immediately after my parents
> died and *before* the funeral.
>
> I didn't post a message to Usenet saying, "Oh, they were just my
> *parents*, buggrit."
>
> I didn't allow strangers to get away with saying, "They *all* do
> that," IOW, *die* when they get old.

And you don't see anything you've said as being maybe
just the tiniest little bit mean spirited ?

And this is because somebody argues with you about how
to fix motorcycles ?

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