Machines whirred and beeped
as fluids dripped into his body.
Groggy and alone
with no one to advocate on his behalf,
he was a very frightened 79-year-old child.
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1. The Sunday 160 only uses EXACTLY 160 characters (including spaces).
2. Keep on schedule - post Sunday.
3. Let me know you have posted via a comment on my site.
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28 comments:
Oh, this one is a sad one, MM. There's my heart, splat on the floor.
I do feel strongly about this ... so very sad, well written.
I've been cheeky and tied a 160 into the bumper of my Poetry Bus poem this week, as it matched the subject matter!
Of course, a LINK would have helped!! LOL
we come full circle dont we...esp when faced with the prospext of dying. back again...
and mine is up
I say if it were me...pull the plug give me some good, nay great pain meds and let me go.
Heartbreaking 160, MM. I bet I'm not the only one that sees a family member's face on the man in your story...
-C
PS - I'm in the game this week, my 160 is up.
poor bugger.
Well that's just outed one of my big fears...*sniff*
Mine is here
That's how a hospital feels, all right. Been there recently myself.
Mine is up.
And the best that you could hope for is to die in your sleep....
I Played....:-)
This has happened to you too often this year. So I left you something soft and fuzzy.
Amore
Back story: Friend of mine is in the hospital. Estranged from family, he has few to turn to and is in a hospital that offers no advocate to the elderly and alone. It is both sad and angering. The good news is, we connected him to a nephew in hopes of opening the door to help. Godspeed, my friend.
Scary on! I´m also up this week. Hope you´ve had a good weekend! :-)
Makes me think of my Dad. Thank goodness he wasn't alone.
Monkey Man,
I am sorry to hear about your friend's situation. Yes, we have been through that, too.
Here is my contribution, a bit on the more comic side.
"Best Laid Plans of Mice and Fathers" at
http://lemoldman.blogspot.com
Larry
Reminds me of my mom when she was dying. We did home hospice and she was comatose, but at one point she looked at me and I don't know why, but I started to sing a song she sang to me when I was a baby. It seemed strangely natural to comfort her when she had comforted me, both of us at the most helpless times of our lives. That was beautiful, MM. You are so deeply insightful.
Geez. You don't skirt around the issue. You use each of the 160 characters to strike a nerve.
I played.
Oh gosh... such a plight is unimaginably sad..
Pain and loneliness can make anyone feel like a vulnerable little child...
Very nicely captured, MM...
Here is my 160 for today.. (it's better late than never.. isn't it?)
It was only after i posted my comment did I realize that you were talking about your own friend..
My prayers are with him, MM... it's a good thing he has you...
(hugs)
Late?
I posted mine, thanks for the platform..
here is My 160
79 year old is a lovely age..blessings for him...
Thanks for the highlight.
You are a good friend to be there for him in his time of need MM. Peace to you in this difficult time. I was out playing in the sunshine this aft and share some with you today.
Oh, man, RIP MY HEART OUT! That describes many people right now. Thank you for making us remember them.
...not the way I want to go. Very sad.
This is just how I see the elderly. As children. It's also how I love them at the end. How can we do any less?
My papa went this same way and he was 79 just six months ago. This has touched a space in the heart that I had closed and sealed away or tried to at least..way too heartbreaking MM...
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