My grandfather died yesterday after a slow but steady decline after his surgery almost two months ago. They said he went quickly, respiatory failure which in turn lead to heart failure. They said he lost consciosness once he went into respiatory failure, so he didn't "feel" or "know" what was going on.
I am happy that he is in a better place, no longer in pain, but I still can't stop crying. The surgery weakened him so much. It set him back almost to the point where he was when he was recovering from his stroke, he was paralized on his right side again, and it hurt for him to move around even slightly. He was gradually doing better, but he still couldn't even sit up in a chair for more than a few hours at a time without being in horrible pain. He was still hooked up to a bunch of machines. They had just released him from ICU and moved him to the rehabilitation ward over the weekend. (He was facing at least two months of extensive therepy). My parents and I were just talking this weekend about how we doubted he would be able to walk again because he was so weak. Even with extensive therepy, we doubted he would be able to do it. He would have to be in a wheelchair, and most likely go to a nurcing facility to get 24/7 care, becuse my parents house isn't really wheelchair friendly. I know he wouldn't have wanted to live like that.
I did get to see him after he passed. At first I didn't want to, but then I thought I would regret it later in life, so I went in with DH and my mom. He looked so peaceful, just like he was sleeping, and we prayed with the chaplin that he had found peace. I'm sure that he has, he is somewhere talking up a storm (he hasn't really talked a full sentance since his stroke) and cooking a feast. (He was a chef in the Navy, he loved to cook, something he hasn't been able to since his stroke).
DH & I took today off work. We have to go get him a suit, and I have to find something to wear for the wake and funeral. Everything I have is either too dressy or too casual, or doesn't fit me anymore! I also have to order flowers, some from us, and some from me and my cousins. Plus we are going back to my parents house to be with my grandma, who is holding up the best she can. (We all kind of knew this was coming, but it still sucks when it happens). I'm glad that my grandparents went to go live with my parents this winter. She is already settled there, so it might make this process a bit easier that she doesn't have to move in with them right now, or face the prospect of living alone. Their phone was ringing off the hook last night with condolences as word spread. Even the doctor who took care of him in ICU called in tears, saying that all of his nurses were crying. His wake is Sunday and he is being buried with full military honors on Monday.
If you could please say a prayer for him and my grandma I would appreciate it, it's going to be a tough next few days....thanks...
Re: My grandfather died....
I am so sorry to hear of your loss
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.
I'm so sorry, Nyssa. I like that you can picture him chatting and cooking - the way he'd want you to remember him, I'm sure.
I'll send prayers to your whole family!