It can take a long time to die.....
Posted by: hungryhalibut on 06 July 2015
My dad is 94, and since my stepmum died six years ago, he's been living at home by himself. My stepsister has been wonderful, dropping in once or twice a day to help with lunch and to keep an eye on him. Fiercely independent, he's refused to have any carers, saying he didn't want 'strangers' in the house. He was so lonely, despite visits from family and friends, but was adamant that that he did not want to leave his home and go somewhere else.
Anyway, just under four weeks ago, he decided that enough was enough, sat on the floor, called the paramedics and told them he couldn't walk. He was taken into hospital and has refused food or water ever since. He was initially on a drip but as he gradually declined it was removed. That was about ten days ago. Since then his hearing has gone, and today he told me that he can no longer see. He just lies there, waiting to die. I go there every day, sit by his bed, hold his hand, and say 'yes, I know, but you are safe' every time he says 'I'm dying'. Life is on hold. It's so tragically sad. And it takes so long.
This is is not meant to sound mawkish, nor do I want sympathy. It's merely an observation.