I am sorry to say that my sister lost her only son today. After a night of severe respritory distress, he was moved back to ICU. He was kept sedated but had had a period of oxygen deprivation which caused him to have neurological damage.
All of his family and friends were called in. You would not believe how many people came and held his hand, kissed him and whispered into his ears.
The time finally came for my sister and her ex husband to make the decision and they did it well and as a team.
I was worried about the crowd that was in his room spilling out into the hall...that maybe my sister would be upset by it or that the ICU staff would be upset. But no one wanted to leave. Later the chaplin let my sister know that daily people die who are either alone or have few people with them. This crowd gave the staff hope that there are families out there who still love each other.
We all prayed together and I held my sister as they stopped his ventilator. If he was completely dependendant on it then his time would be short. It was.
He never fought or acted like he was in pain. His heart slowed and stopped as he was surrounded by the people he loved most of all.
Now his body is not crippled and he is in no more pain. As I have said so many times before, I am so proud of my sister.
She voiced regrets of things she wished she had done different in the past few days. But I told her that her regrets would be few because she was an amazing caregiver, and amazing mother and an amazing woman.
Thank you for your prayers.