I know I seem morbid, but I can't help myself. Maybe its because Orbit died, and the finality of his going has really hit home for me.
Or maybe its because I got a glimpse of the road ahead....I hope not...
Give me the morphine and let me go.
I went to see my mom, she is in a nursing/rehab hospital trying to recover.
She asked me to go find her a candy bar....and as I was walking and observing the other patients, it occurred to me that they were all old.
So this is where old people go to die.....in rehab hospitals. It was so odd to me to look around and see this. It never occurred to me that this is how it all ends.....
There was one particular woman that was lying in her bed with an oxygen tube, her head was thrown back and she had an expression of horror permanently marked on her face. She was more dead than alive.
To think that most of those people at one time were productive, vibrant and healthy. They most likely had owned beautiful homes and had wonderful families...but now, just a few belongings hanging on the walls, making their small area their own, and appearing to just be waiting it out.
For the end.....
Friday, April 18, 2008
Why Does It Have To Be...
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I've became pretty aware of that at a young age. I worked in a nursing home when I was 18 years old and I still remember this old lady with a sweet little bonnet on her head, begging me to kill her. Literally.
I hope when I go - it's unexpected and fast. That's all I can say.
I worry that will be me some day, especially if I continue to be alone.
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