Morbidity
Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 7:42 pm
Wow, this thread has taken an unexpected turn. My father died at 57 after a 2nd bout with bowel cancer, and I was priviledged to be there at the end. Looking back on his life I marvel at the strength he had to have to work all day in a paper mill then do farming and beekeeping to help provide for us. He definitely had sleep apnea and was affected greatly by it - took frequent naps in the evening, got sleepy when driving - all the usual stuff. As with some others, it was a different day and time, and medicine was not where it is now. Foremost in my mind is the dignity he had in dying. I just wish he'd had a chance to feel good while living.
At the risk of sounding cold blooded, Sharon, I could have said something like that about my ex and feel no remorse. If her ex was anything like mine, I could understand her harsh remark. For him to die in his sleep would have made the world a safer place for all women, and set me free of a brutal tyrant. Maybe she was just being crude, but maybe there was more to her remark. For your brother's sake, I sure hope so!
Is it wrong to grieve a good man's death and secretly desire to serve it up to another? Probably. Oh well, the truth is the truth.
Kathy
At the risk of sounding cold blooded, Sharon, I could have said something like that about my ex and feel no remorse. If her ex was anything like mine, I could understand her harsh remark. For him to die in his sleep would have made the world a safer place for all women, and set me free of a brutal tyrant. Maybe she was just being crude, but maybe there was more to her remark. For your brother's sake, I sure hope so!
Is it wrong to grieve a good man's death and secretly desire to serve it up to another? Probably. Oh well, the truth is the truth.
Kathy