The charismatic exercise lady, talked to my husband and I about losing her son. He had a bad heart valve... he was young at this time. He had to have a man-made replacement valve, they had to crack his chest.
He became a nurse, and loved his work, but he need to replace the valve and he simply did not want to have his chest open again. I know this is very traumatic, but he was 40 when he made this decision... fully knowing what he was doing. He said, "I'm sorry, but I just don't want to do it."
He died at 44, she was with him, when it happens. He had some strokes and stuff at the base of his skull... painful, they said, They wanted to give him a shot for pain, which they did, telling her, he would be able to hear her but he would not be able to answer.
Godawful. She runs a Grief share group now.
Our little black dog as been at the vet since 7:30 this morning. Gah.
Another thing about that gal. Her grandmother's grandmother was an American Indian. The "white eyes" killed her her whole family... she was sitting on the side of a trail, when a white family in a covered wagon, picked her up and they settled around here.
Thanks, everyone. See how his tongue sticks out, always.