Sadly I have been in the presence of several people, some family, some friends and two complete strangers. It left an uneasy feeling knowing that my face was the last one they looked upon before dyeing
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Unfortunately that is the case for many of us.
My strongest memory of dead people, was seeing hundreds of bodies floating in the English Channel, when I arrived on my ship at Normandy, three days after the invasion in 1944.
12 years ago. Rating: 23 | |
RESPECT
We were given our diplomas at the end of March and went into the Service.
I got into the Navy, we had eight weeks of boot camp and were then deployed.
Back then black men could only be cooks, laundrymen or waiters for the officers.
I was lucky I got too serve the officers and to eat what they ate. ;)
Only five of us survied, me and another black guy and three whites. I'll be 86 next month and the only one left
All six of the guys that went to the Marines were killed on Iwo Jima, in the first day
Both parents. :(
12 years ago. Rating: 19 | |
Both, my parents, my grandparens, my husband and many people during the war in Germany. Very sad and hauting memories.
12 years ago. Rating: 16 | |
My grandfather who lived with me. I took care of him for his last 5 years. I was there at his bedside holding his hand, stroking his hair and talking to him while he took his final breathes. He was never alone outside of my bathroom breaks or when I took care of the pets. I stayed with him because he meant so much to me that I needed to share in this next journey of his as best as I could.
12 years ago. Rating: 15 | |
I will see him again. This I know.
being that I was an LPN , I saw many people die. But, when my mom died, the E R personel made me miss her dying by a few minutes, b/c they moved her to anoher room, and when I came back from the cafeteria, nobody seemed to know where she was. When I finally found her, she looked like she had just died a minute or two or three, before I came in . I wish I could have held her in my arms while she was dying, but at least I held her just after she died, adn she looked peaceful. I told the male nurse I think my mom has just died, You better check her. He just kept writing in a chart, and didn't look at me and didn't say anything. So, I told him again adn he didn't say anything......just went over to her, listened to her heart, and didn't say anything. I had to ask him if she died. He just shook his head yes, but barely perceptably.. I asked him if I could use the phone and he said yes......didn't even tell me there was a family room with a phone. Then I went to the main nurses desk in teh E R and told them my mother died......should I sign something ? The nurse at the desk looked shocked and clueless. Then, she said " Would you like to go in and see her ? She's still warm. " I said no. It was she who told me about a familiy room that has a phone. so I went there and made a few phone calls, but nobody was home. I left and didn't know what to do . So, I went to the retirement home where she had lived an told them. It was dark and in Nov. of 2002 . I was alone in the hosp when my dad died too. That's a whole 'nother story
12 years ago. Rating: 10 | |
No, I can't say that I have. But, I had been present just minutes after a man had hung himself. I found the bluish color of his face, and the fact that I knew and liked the guy to be disturbing. He had been going through a divorce, and having a hard time of it.
12 years ago. Rating: 9 | |
My Step father died of cancer when I was 12, I was lucky enough not to have to face death at that time when I knew I couldn't handle it. I think it's very hard on children, I thank God that I didn't see my Dad die that day. Since then I haven't had anyone close to me pass away, at least when I'm in the same state. Death is a serious thing to witness and burns in our memories for a lifetime.
12 years ago. Rating: 9 | |
Yes twice, my mother and my father in law, something strange happens, and you never forget.
12 years ago. Rating: 7 | |
Yes.
A young soldier who had been shot in the chest, not a thing I could do about it, and I was supposed to be his "superior" Officer.
Not very superior was I ?
My sister died whilst I held her at age 88. I whispered to her "it is ok to go, you have been a wonderful sister but let go if you want. God is waiting for you"
As most know I am A non believer but my sister was a firm committed christian and I was not about to pooh pooh her beliefs at that time.
I have had other experiences but these two are the most "memorable"
I felt hopeless and useless at age 22 with the soldier, but life goes on, I had sworn to do a job and I went on and kept doing it.
I felt proud and privileged to be with my sister when I was 77 and the pulse in her neck stopped under my fingers.
12 years ago. Rating: 7 | |
Yes, many. So many of them had a far away glaze to their eyes..I'm convinced they were seeing things that I could not...perhaps a glorious white light? Some started babbling to people who had passed before them...people greeting them to help them 'cross over' ? A few seemed to be looking at me..I tried my hardest to have warm and honest eyes looking back. Being in battle, as you were, would, of course, be different. thank you for serving as we say in the States!!!!!!
12 years ago. Rating: 6 | |
I was in my mid twenty's.I decided to walk (which I never do) to my friends house several blocks away. An ambulance was double parked in the street and they were about to place an elderly man into the rear of the ambulance I noticed his eyes were closed and appeared to be sleeping or unconscious. His face was not covered so I assumed he was not dead. As I walked past the gurney, he open his eyes and looked straight at me and a huge smile appeared on his face. He lifted his arm as if to shake my hand, I took his hand in mine and what seemed to be only for a few seconds his eyes closed and I felt the life leave his body. His hand went limp. I realized suddenly the attendants were just standing there and watching me. They pulled the sheet over his face and left. That event has stayed with me till today. Although the passing of a loved one is very disturbing, that incident still is very clear.
12 years ago. Rating: 6 | |
I've seen several people pass and they talk to the ceiling or look at the ceiling and smile. I believe that the time right before death we are being introduced to a new world and can communicate with it. It's really a special moment when you see that happen before your eyes.
12 years ago. Rating: 5 | |
being that I was an LPN , I saw many people die. But, when my mom died, the E R personel made me miss her dying by a few minutes, b/c they moved her to anoher room, and when I came back from the cafeteria, nobody seemed to know where she was. When I finally found her, she looked like she had just died a minute or two or three, before I came in . I wish I could have held her in my arms while she was dying, but at least I held her just after she died, adn she looked peaceful. I told the male nurse I think my mom has just died, You better check her. He just kept writing in a chart, and didn't look at me and didn't say anything. So, I told him again adn he didn't say anything......just went over to her, listened to her heart, and didn't say anything. I had to ask him if she died. He just shook his head yes, but barely perceptably.. I asked him if I could use the phone and he said yes......didn't even tell me there was a family room with a phone. Then I went to the main nurses desk in teh E R and told them my mother died......should I sign something ? The nurse at the desk looked shocked and clueless. Then, she said " Would you like to go in and see her ? She's still warm. " I said no. It was she who told me about a familiy room that has a phone. so I went there and made a few phone calls, but nobody was home. I left and didn't know what to do . So, I went to the retirement home where she had lived an told them. It was dark and in Nov. of 2002 . I was alone in the hosp when my dad died too. That's a whole 'nother story
12 years ago. Rating: 4 | |
No, but I was called by police late one night to identify 2 bodies, that of my best friend. and that of the man that had murdered her, both in coroners vehicles at her home, something that has haunted me for years and probably will for years to come
12 years ago. Rating: 4 | |