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A sad day indeed.
For the past few months my uncle has been battleing pancreatic cancer just as his younger brother (my other uncle,) succumed to in 1994. I was just a kid at the time, 10 or 11, but I have memories deeply imbedded of seeing my uncle whom was so kind to me, in hospice on his death bed. The only other things I remember was his funeral. I went to see my other uncle just yesterday, again in hospice as I remembered it as a child. He was transferred there with internal bleeding as the cancer somehow caused an arterial hemorage and he was told he had at most, 5 days to live. When I got there, he was so medicated that he could only briefly open his eyes to acknowledge who was in the room and hardly anything more. Anyhow... he passed away today at about 12:30pm which although was expected, is very hard to come to terms with. I know death is a natural process that we will all go through at some time, but it was hard to see him laying there, wanting to live with no control of what his body will allow of him. I know that this life is just temporary as well, but it pains me to see so many others in pain and sorrow that follows death. I don't mean to sound negative, but it is sad to think that once we die, we are nothing more than just a memory and a few pictures. Sorry, just need to vent.