Nurses, what are the most unsettling last words you've heard from an ill patient?
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The last thing I heard my dad say was "You should definitely spend more time with me. Who knows, I might not have that long left." It broke my heart looking back on it..
my jaw unhinged there. yeah it would have broken my heart too.
I'm so sorry, may your dad rest in peace ❤️
@@DWAYNE_MASSE_DA_BOII’m so sorry for your loss, I hope your dad rests in piece ❤
@@beomgyuswife7138 my dad didn't die i was saying that if i was in their shoes i would have reacted the same way.... but bless your heart
I need to share this. I have two close relatives who passed away. Both were asleep when they passed the last words my grandmother had said to me where I love you. My dad was alone taking a nap on his couch and passed away. What is weird about this one is that my mother was in the hospital sick. I got a phone call from him the night before he was checking on me to make sure I was OK because I had been not feeling mentally well towards the end of the call. His last words were, I love you kid. my grandmother passed by herself in a hospital and her last words to me where I love you, I got to get off of here get off of here. I am cried like a baby for two reasons number one their deaths number two the fact that I was able to contact them close to when they passed and actually was with my mother holding her hand.
"It's such a lovely day. Don't let this spoil it."
This gets me right in the feels.
The weather the day my mother passed was beautiful -- warm, a gentle breeze, clear blue skies. That's exactly the sort of thing she would have said.
Yeah, I thought my dad would have said something like that too. I thought he went out on a lovely warm Fall day just as the sun was on its way down. He wasn't awake anymore but I still felt like if he had picked it, he did a good job.
@@gabrielles1851 My mom was asleep, too. Hospice care with morphine and methadone. Condolences on your father. Even when they feel no pain it still hurts our hearts.
My mom's last words to me. 'i'm proud of you for stepping up, proud of you for the father you've become, and proud of the man you've grown to be.' She never spoke again and died a month later of brain cancer, it's been seven long years later this month.
My grandad was a pow survivor and an incredibly brave man he escapes 5 times in total. Think Steve McQueen but 6 foot 4 and broad shoulders. He died at 72 of lung cancer. The day he died at home he got up went to the bathroom washed shaved clanged into clean clothing then came back in said I didn't want anyone to have to do it before the funeral director comes. Laid back down and died. Hero total hero
There's a reason they are called The Greatest Generation.
My condolences & thanks to your grandad for serving. Our grandfathers were just regular guys called upon by the free world to save freedom & they did it, then those who came home just went on with life. Your grandad sounds like a very interesting man.
I apologize for going on & on, because I studied WWII & Vietnam vets for my undergrad thesis, and I could talk about them all week, I have so much respect for all of them.
@@historianKelly bless you for your lovely reply. He like most of his generation thought of themselves as just ordinary yet they were made of stuff I can only hope to have inherited a tiny bit of. Best wishes to you
Why did they allow their children and grandchildren to throw it all away?
Fun fact: Many women do not realize when they are having heart attacks. The pain is so similar to menstrual pain for some women that it doesn't even register consciously, so many of us only notice something is off because we get a sudden weakness in the limbs or maybe having a bit of trouble catching our breath rather than anything else like sharp chest pain. This isn't true of all women of course, but it is true for many. My point in sharing this is ladies, please get exams beyond breast cancer screenings, especially as you get older because you may not even notice if you are starting to have issues with your heart until something bad happens.
So much in healthcare is based on men, wonen have a lot of different symptons so i couldn’t agee more!
It's not that it's similar, it's that it often doesn't have "heart attack symptoms" when women have them. They often report thinking they had heart burn in stead of left arm pain chest pain ecet. Heart burn often is less painful and more uncomfortable compared to cramps and women may compare their pain to a natural pain as a measure (I.e oh this isn't as bad as my period so it can't be serious)
when dementia patients suddenly become lucid right before they die, it is actual true lucidity, so when that one story happened and she said 'all my girls', smiled, and died, she was actually able to percieve what was going on, one last time
Wat, I’ve never heard of this ?
@@plazima Yeah that sounds made up. Dementia is basically brain damage, it's not going to fix itself right before you die.
@@plazima It's uncommon, but it happens. I'm not sure what causes it, but I've seen in it with Alzheimer's patients.
@@plazima Terminal lucidity, it's a thing. We don't know why it happens or what causes it, but the phenomenon is well-documented
@@TheoRae8289It’s actually very common.
Last thing my dad said to me..
His face went from pure peace, to absolute shock and panic, he said "I didn't sign anything!"
I didn't understand and just said, "You don't have to sign anything, daddy."
He immediately went from tensed to relaxed.
And said "oh..."
I found out the next day when I went to collect his things from hospice that his younger sister and wealthy brother who have never been there for him his entire life, contacted his broker and tried to force him into signing his entire estate over to his sister that previous day.
I didn't care about money and things.
But the fact that my father had to live his life with people taking everything they can from him (my mother during their divorce), failed relationships afterwards who just robbed him blind, and then his own family as he was on his deathbed, absolutely shattered me.
The hospice nurse said he refused and insisted that they leave. I am heartbroken that they caused him so much anguish and I had no idea, thus I couldn't even comfort him in those final moments, I had no idea what he meant.
My god, people are vile. I firmly believe you reap what you sow.
"Last thing my dad said to me..
His face went from pure peace, to absolute shock and panic, he said "I didn't sign anything!"
I didn't understand and just said, "You don't have to sign anything, daddy."
He immediately went from tensed to relaxed.
And said "oh...""
I think you are too hard on yourself. I think your father getting all back to relaxed when you told him that he doesn't have to sign anything, shows you did comfort him.
He might have known that you did not know what he was talking about. But he knew that if you would know what he was talking about, That you would have given him the same awnser.
My old man is still around. He has trouble with saying things like, "i love you". But does he show it. not just trough actions. we just have to look at each other and he is telling it all over.
Some human bounds go way past spoken words.
He was in a panic at first yes, but when he realized he didn’t have to sign anything and had his own flesh and blood by his side assuring him. You gave him comfort and he trusted you
You did good by him. You were there and he felt your love and reassurance ❤ Good job
As for the colon question, my partner told me to never let him have to have a colostomy bag, that he couldn't handle it, that mat have been the same for her
Yeah, that was my take. My husband had diverticulitis surgery and there was a chance he might need a colostomy bag. Given everything he needed to do for his work, I don’t know how that would have gone! But there are a lot of things I would deal with before I’d want to live with a whole section of colon just not being there.
@@BeeWhistlermy mother in law had diverticulitus (spelling?) they removed a “tiny bit” of her colon. She never fully recovered and life was nothing after that. Contrary wise my brother had esophagus cancer and they removed “a tiny bit” of his esophagus. He never ate another bite again. Went from 240 to 105 and died suffering wildly seven months ago. I’ll never let them touch my tubes. I’ll unsubscribe before i undergo that suffering.
@@Kevin-ju1kb Suffering?
My dad has no colon and he's living very well
Suffering depends on who you are, not what you deal with
It's as much a state of mind as it is a state of physical being
If you keep your spirits up, sometimes things don't feel as bad
Humour is a hell of a feel-good drug
@@thespudlord686 Same here. I've got Crohn's and needed to have my whole colon removed, and I'm doing just fine with my ostomy. It's changed how I go to the bathroom, obviously, but beyond that it's had very little impact on my life.
I'd much rather be alive with my ostomy than dead with my colon. I don't understand the people who choose the opposite.
@@thespudlord686 I’m so glad for your father. It pleases me to no end that he is living his best life under the circumstances. In my personal life I’ve never witnessed this process be successful. I’ve never seen anyone in my family experience nothing but life ending suffering. To the point that my brother dying like he did has made me very bitter. I am very angry. He was the better man of us both and he did everything right in life to be brought to his knees and be tormented for the last two years. My inner rage with the universe burns like a thousand suns. But i can only comment from my perspective. But thank you for sharing your lovely testimonial about your dad doing so well. It warms my heart to know you guys have peace in his comfort.
To anyone who is reading this here’s what I want to say. My husband took his life. Very sudden and we had no idea it was coming. My second love was diagnosed with glioblastoma, a very aggressive form of brain cancer. We had three months from diagnosis to death. It was heartbreaking to see him decline but we both knew he was dying fast and were able to have wonderful hard conversations that I was never able to with my husband. It sounds cliche but really treat today like it’s your last.
So sorry you've had such sorrow in your life. Thanks for the uplifting advice for others. I lost my mom to cancer, she battled 26 months but the end was swift. 7 and a half years later, lost my younger sister in a house fire, next door to me. Gone in the blink of an eye. Neither death was easy on me. I learned that any emotion other than love is really a waste of time. Not that I don't feel other things, just that, if I can't find a reason to love on any given day, that's a wasted day, and I try to spread love & a smile somewhere every day. Thank you for your story, & I hope you're in a good place in your life now. Watching Undersparked videos doesn't hurt! 😂❤
The colon story. A lot of people don't want theirs removed. I have a great uncle who had a colostomy bag and the procedure is painful, has its own complications, and it's just an entire mess for some people.
The wound care and healing process is terrible, the odor is uncontrollable and the noises the stomach makes is just unbearable for some.
I am a retired RN and can empathize with these scenarios. I worked womb to tomb and have been around death and dying. It changes you. I have a DNR. I can't think of anything more horrible than waking up on a vent. Drs and nurses do not pay attention to the immobilized patients pain. I went as a visitor to my friends father's death bed. Her father looked at me and his eyes were watery and pained. I asked him if he was in pain from the tube and he nodded yes. I asked his nurse to give him something for pain. I always liked him and feel I was allowed to do one last thing for him.
My aunt loved my oldest child with her whole heart. I had my kid when I was really young, my aunt would take them on the weekends a lot of the times. Everyone at the hospital she worked at knew my kid very well. My aunt got a fast moving thyroid cancer. She had that burst of energy before death. My kid was about one and a half, walked into the room the night before she died. Kid fell on the ground and slapped their hands on the floor. My aunt immediately got out of bed to go help them. It was so crazy to see, she was basically in a coma like state for days. She really loved my kiddo.
The last thing my Dad said my Grandmother said was 'I want to see my boys'. Grandma had 5 sons 3 of which had died in different ways. She wanted to go to see them. And she did a few hours later.
It's eerie how they just KNOW....
Fresh post to say… I AM a religious person, but when a teenager is scared, sick and in pain, you should be focused on comforting him, not yourself. Sorry, but if one of my kids was that sick I can’t imagine telling them to pray for forgiveness. First, because that’s something you do daily as you try and become a better person, not when your life is ending. If you can’t avoid jail by saying sorry then I can’t see avoiding consequences with a deathbed confession.
But more than that, someone who’s vulnerable needs reassurance and to not feel alone, not to be put in fear of hellfire.
My grandma was super mean and racist. Her last words were to her doctor (a lovely Japanese man), she said “I hope you choke on your rice” …then her meds kicked in and she never regained consciousness.
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So sad.
What a waste of last words. She sounds like she died as she lived, miserably. I’m sorry.
Bro she the 🐐
That isn't even near being racist
But ok.
Why do I watch these? My son is terminal and has a DNR. This is both comforting and terrifying
Im so sorry for your situation
Perhaps you are preparing yourself. He will go on to a better place, and you can remember the best times until you are with him again. I wish you love, strength and happiness. He will want your life to be happy.
I hope your son's final days are filled with light and love. Filled with the people who care about him, good memories, good food, and lots of laughs. And I wish you good days while grieving when he passes. It certainly won't be easy. But over time, the grief will change, and you'll be able to hold it close to you, let it comfort you. Let it be a reminder of the person you love, without damaging you.
On that first story. You say you want to be a nurses favorite and it's a good legacy to leave behind. I was a cna for a decade and the nursing staff 100% has favorite patients. I had two married couples who were my favorite people I ever cared for and I think about them to this day, even though they all passed on. One of them gave me a book from the 1800s when he was alive and I still have it. Trust me, if you're kind to your staff, you'll be remembered (or don't be kind and you'll still be remembered, but I wouldn't recommend that. 😅)
My mom was a long term care nurse & she would tell me stories about her favorite patients & the ones who drove her crazy. She felt bad for all of them, but for some, she hoped death wasn't going to come too soon. She had to stop nursing when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer, and died 17 years ago. I still have some of her nursing notes that were in her purses, pockets, etc. When she was hospitalized, which was often, I'd tell her nurses that she was a nurse & loved to talk about nursing, and sometimes nursing students & CNAs would ask her for advice, and I loved that. She wasn't feeling so sick when she talked about that. It made her feel like she was still contributing. That made me so happy.
Retired critical care / ER nurse. I have a letter thanking me for the care I had given their wife and father. Last admission (he'd been there a lot) he had more and more difficulty breathing and I pushed for a lot of medication. They were grateful because he didn't suffer. Got a card and angel candle. Won't forget his last moments. Family talking, then singing hymns. Another case was we arranged a vow renewal as the husband was dying of cancer and they were trying to make it to the date. We pulled together flowers, music, family. He died a few hours after renewal.
my grandpa had osteosarcoma. we had no idea, the doctors had no idea. he just stopped walking one day, couldn't hold his bladder, said he couldn't eat because his throat felt tight. it was a tumor, sarcoma spread from his bones.
he was in the hospital for a month. my mom and step dad, my aunts and uncle and i were there 24/7, switching places.
the last thing grandpa told me while being 100% lucid... he called my name, waited for me to look at him and said "thank you for all of your help"
my mom was halfway out the door, shut it before she burst into tears in front of him.
grandpa was a v logical, serious person. he had fun when talking to friends and family, laughed at stories we shared, but he was overall a serious person. a few years before he was gone, he started resting his hand on my shoulder or holding my hand briefly bc that that's how I showed affection/care for mom, grandma and him.
for him to begin showing affection through a hand on the shoulder, ruffling my hair, after being hesitant to show affection towards us (physically) for a long time... that makes me so emotional to think of...
for him to be surprised that i was helping, that i went to hospital, fed him, helped him drink water? you raised me. you went far and beyond to give your family the best life. you are caring, sweet (even if people think you're suuuper serious), so smart it's annoying! it's an honour to be your grandkid! it's an honour to have known you! of course im here, silly! you're an incredibly dear person to me! i smiled, held his hand and went "well, of course I'm helping! you're my grandpa, I love you!" couldnt really say everything i wanted. if i started crying, i have a feeling he'd think "well, if they're crying I'm done for" hah
he laughed and started to quiet down. meds were kicking in. we were leaving, another family member was there to start "their shift".
it sticks with me, still. im glad i was able to help and be there for him
saudades, vô ❤
I thought I was ok until I read "saudades vô"
Muito amor pra você e sua família.
Oh my God, they put me in a fucking home, didn't they? Fuck!
(She died a few hours later, she had been my patient for a couple months but she had Alzheimer's so bad she didn't even know where she was until that last few hours. She just looked at me and said they put me in a fucking home didn't they? She then went back to normal, and passed during her nap)
Sometimes I suddenly think about my family members going away, leaving the earth. The thought scares me and makes me anxious. I don’t know what to do if that happens to me, so I talk to my parents every day, make sure they’re ok, in the best way I can. I’m studying abroad rn so it’s difficult to talk to them more casually, but I’m trying to keep this habit alive. I wish to everyone who lost their family members have a great future
Kudos to the hospice workers, paramedics giving their stories here. Very sensitive and compassionate with your patients ❤
Regarding Story 44 - my mom told me stories of a couple of patients in long-term care facilities she worked in who had been placed there by greedy family who had no more use for them but they were healthy, just old. I know one died within 2 weeks of getting into LTC. She told me it's absolutely possible to will yourself to die, and to die of a broken heart. I'll never forget her tales of working long-term care & how cruel people can be to those they are supposed to love. If someone isn't dying fast enough for you, you have a problem. My dad was an abusive alcoholic, hasn't spoken to me in 6 years, but I still don't wish him harm. I think being him is punishment enough, he doesn't need to suffer more than that. Throwing elderly family away is disgusting. It shouldn't be allowed.
I just want to clarify that there's a difference between someone needing nursing home care, and putting someone in a nursing home because they are old & you want their house. Or because they gave you power of attorney & you decided that means you get your inheritance before they die.
According to my mom, my Auntie’s last lucid discussion was our preacher cousin asking if she believed in Christ.
We’re black southern baptists. I have had my doubts and so has my mom, but she saw my aunt become lucid long enough for last rites. She died later that night around midnight.
I woke up inexplicably around then, checked my phone, nothing but something felt _wrong._ Woke up in the morning to get dressed for work, mom called, I knew. It still destroyed me, I couldn’t get home to see her before she left. I said goodbye, but she was ashes by then. She helped raise me. I don’t have memories without her. Or at least I didn’t.
My parents, cousins, fiancé, and in-laws all say it’s best I didn’t see her deteriorating because my final memories are her as she was while healthy, not her in the hospital with wires and tubes.
I have some of her ashes in an urn ring. My mom helped me put some of them in there because I got nervous that I would accidentally “spill my aunt on the floor” and the first time I said it, we all _fucking lost it laughing._
It’s a sunflower ring. She’d like it. When I take it off I remind people not to drop my aunt. She’d laugh about it too. ❤
Love your channel and this particular episode has cemented my decision to go into hospice care. Thank you!
My mom should have gone into hospice care long before she did. She was afraid it meant she had no hope. It doesn't mean that, it's just extra support for the patient and the family/loved ones. If you are in need of extra care, it's a good idea because they have access to resources that insurance won't pay for otherwise. I hope you live a good long time being taken care of in hospice care & watching Undersparked videos & dropping comments to let everyone know how you're doing! 💗
@@historianKellyI got the impression this person is planning on working in the field to help people in hospice, not that they needed it themselves
I’m in Australia and I work as an EN (kinda like an LPN in the US). So, I work for an agency and it’s mostly aged care work. One facility was a suburb away from my house, so i’d always accept work from there. There was one lady with alzheimers and who was also blind, who would scream, spit, and claw at staff. I wasn’t too excited to meet her. She was a paediatrician, had an OAM (Order of Australia Medal) and was apparently a remarkable woman.
As this was my first job after graduating, I felt I could take on the world, so would always volunteer to do some carer duties with her which the carers were delighted about to not have to spend time with her. Well, she would spit, scream and was very behavioural. I put up with it. She couldn’t help it, she was terrified.
I never knew the extent of her blindness, she’d call me “Pinkie” as my uniform was pink.
Well, 3 months later, I did a double- and that was the time she started to deteriorate. I called an ambulance, and her daughter was with us when it all happened. As they were getting her ready to transport her, I held her hand and she looked in my direction and told me “I’m scared Pinkie, I’m really scared”. I told her that it would be fine and I’d see her when she came back.
She didn’t come back. The daughter came back to thank us all for our care. She pulled me aside and mentioned that her mum kept asking about “Pinkie”.
I’m crying when thinking of this. It’s been 2 years. I did go to her funeral and she lived an amazing life. I’m glad that I could be a part of her life, even for a little bit.
RIP Dr J.
I also have another story. So my maternal grandmother died on Mother’s Day in 1965 (a week and a bit before my mum was 7). Well my Grandmother went to the best school in our city. Well I was in a psych unit back in 2015 and I was having a smoke and chatting with another patient. We spoke about our lives, and she mentioned that she, her mother and her grandmother went to said school. I told her I have my grandmothers grade 9 class photo (1936ish) and showed her. Well, she took my phone, zoomed in and went “that’s my grandmother, right there”. Well at that time her grandmother was still alive, although had alzheimers. The mum of the girl got a copy of the photo, show it to her mother and the grandmother went “that’s Gwenny! I went to her funeral”. And then went back in to the usual alzheimers sort of state. She died several days later.
I'm crying non stop with a good chunk of these stories
This has been one of the hardest videos to listen to in my personal experience
Personal support worker here;
I worked on a complex continuing care unit in a hospital. Had a highly schizophrenic elderly lady, had it her whole life. She took favour to me cause I had the same name and looks like her granddaughter and allowed me to do very private care for her which the staff loved because I could be able to clean her up, shower her and lotion her whole body and get a clean nightgown on. She was booked to go to the mental health facility in the big city and she said heck no I’m dying in this hospital. Literally the morning of she passed away. Came on shift, assisted my coworkers on the previous night shift, rubbed her feet as she passed and the workers told me to go sit back down cause I didn’t officially start for another half an hour. We all loved it cause she always told us she was dying in that hospital to every staff that talked about her relocation aha
The lady who said she wants everything done except if they want to remove her colon. She probably didn't want live with a colostomy or ileostomy. I had one briefly it was horrible and I put in my advanced directive that I'd rather die then have one again.
I'm struggling with this video. I've had the news that my mom is not likely to live for much longer. She has had horrible afflictions on her lungs for almost a decade now, all stemming from secondhand smoke as a child, and then a black mold infestation that got way too out of hand. She's been on supplemental oxygen ever since I got into college, I'm 25 now. Her immune system was killed completely by her medicine regiment, without adequate caution from her prescribing doctors. She's getting infusions to treat that, and we're desperately trying to see if she can get a lung transplant. Unfortunately, she will age out of eligibility for transplants in literally a day over two months from now. With transplant she'd probably be able to live a normal life again for the first time in almost a decade. Without it, though, the prognosis is 1-2 more years. I'm struggling with this, and I just hope that she'll finally be at peace and out of pain when the time comes. I will admit though, I'm also a bit jealous, she'll be the first one of us to get to see our dog again, who we had to put down last year after 14 perfect years in our family.
A dog? This is ok for you, but so so weird to me. I'm not being critical of you at all. However I cannot imagine holding this vantage point.
@@jjw6789 he was the only dog our family will likely have. We got him when I was in elementary school, as a rescue. Quickly, though, he became a core part of our family, one that even mom adored (she's a cat person). A few days before my birthday last year, though, we had to put him down, he was too weak, had fatty tumors limiting his ability to walk, and he was in obvious pain. While we've had far more cats in our house, that dog was a centerpiece. Truthfully, I'm not one that will grieve very much, I'm neurodivergent and I just don't qiite feel loss in the same way others do. However, that dog was so important to me that I just sat there at work and cried. Sorry for the long winded reply, but wanted to just lay out why that bit of jealousy is there.
32:33 i had my lungs fill with blood once, extremely awful experience. Literally drowing in blood. Didnt stop coughing up blood for over a week. When it happened i coughed up so much into a bucket, it was insane the amount of blood in the bucket. Was so uncomfortable and just plain awful
This is an intense one bro, thanks for covering it. I love the insights to stuff like this. I definitely cried a couple times too, hope youre doing good!
26th this month is going to be exactly one year since one of my great friends died. Last time we saw each other we spent great night togather talking, drinking beers and listening music. Im not sure what was exactly last thing I told him but its was something like "take care, Im sure you can overcome anything going your way".
We'v been on few music festivals togather, and few concerts, guns and roses music will be forever linked to him in my mind. Music was very important for him, He was violinist - and a good one. He was one of the best of US - ambitious af, Smart prick, he was studying the medicine and the law on the same time! That always impress me. Damn I miss u my friend. I was always sure you will Play on my funeral...
My mom before she passed away she was able to see my grandparents. My mom’s parents they passed before her. It’s almost 3 years that she passed away from cancer. 😭😭😭😭 she was worried about me, she wanted me by her side the whole time and I was there. I cried when the doctors put her on hospice care. We had her home and she signed paperwork. I seen she signed the DNR paper and I would cry uncontrollably. I still cry uncontrollably till this day for her 😭💔. I work in the medical field and my mom gave me an extra push to do it.
Story 24: the thought of a colostomy bag is just too much for some people. It is messy and a smell that you never forget. I was in full PPE with an N95 when a patient’s paying bag was changed in the bathroom. (I was in the room.) the smell permeated my mask and I couldn’t get it out of my nose for awhile after I left. It can be a hassle and too much for some. Everyone has their own limit.
When I was in nursing school that was the only time I ever gagged. I have practically no gag reflex, but that did it. Thanks goodness I was emptying out the bag in the patient's bathroom and they didn't see/ hear me . I would have felt terrible embarrassing them. But yes ,for some reason that odor is permeable.
@@reneelibby4885 that was possibly the only part of inpatient that I found difficult. Of course, as one with emetophobia, I would take emptying an ostomy bag any day over dealing with vomit. Thankfully, all of my clinical rotations only had nauseous patients and none of them vomited. I remember the day one of my professors ruined my life when she told me that people vomit in PT all the time. I told her that was one of the main reasons I chose PT over nursing. I understand that surgery, medicine, doing activities and movement that is more than they are used to can make them feel ill, but I still don't want to see it. lol! The worst I've experienced so far is someone else's patient vomiting across the large therapy room and one guy on the neuro floor in the hospital that had vomit breath that he breathed right in my face. That was still bad. Anyway. It's a wonder we don't get used to all those smells. Most don't phase me much but I still don't desire to smell them. lol
My dad was about to be gone. I had some work to do, so I was at home. A little after 4am, I woke up and just knew he was gone. A few seconds later, he was in my mind, "Sorry bud. I want to stay, but I gotta go. Love you." About a minute later, my mom called from the hospital to tell me he had just passed. I told her I knew, that he woke me up.
Death is not opposite of life
It is part of it
Live your life to the fullest
Stay safe all ❤❤
I remember hearing a poem about the Legend of Zelda: Link's Awakening, I think it went something like:
Life is a dream
and death is an awakening
returning to the void of nothingness
enjoy this dream while you can
you cannot re-enter once it's over
I messed up the final 2 lines completely and I think there was more to it. But it gets the job done well I'd say.
This is sad, but strangely feels like it’s good to hear. Thanks. Your input is appreciated too
One of the last conversations I had with my dad over the phone was him explaining how to plan his funeral, I was 15 and I understood death happens to everyone so I wasn’t too phased about his request but looking back I wish we got to see him more in the hospital before he went on a ventilator
My last words, but I’m alive and I wasn’t dying..my pet rat went into cardiac arrest on the way to a regular vet appointment for other stuff..his heart stopped, I said yes I wanted him back, it stopped again and he was gone..I was petting him, sobbing and telling him what a good boy he was and I loved him. Rest In Peace, Mars. You lived a year and a half which was short, but I’ve never been so thankful for a scar. It’s a memory of you. You’re with Adventure, Jupiter, Neptune, and the ratties you never met..Paradox, Ruffles, Angel..I hope that I’ll see you one day again. I still miss you and died back in December..December 15th, 2023. I wish I was there when Ruffles and Addy passed but I wasn’t. Keep them safe, feisty boy.
The colon thing may just be a desire not to suffer. Removing the colon means a colostomy bag for life. My mom (whose last words to me were “I’ll see you tomorrow, I love you”) loathed her colostomy bag like nothing else.
It was just me and my dad for 20 years. He raised me for 20 years. He made sure to be there for me whenever I had any doctors appointment any surgery everything. But still to this day I wish that I was there for him when he took his last breath. I know I was there for any other time he was struggling and he survived but this time the only time I wasn’t there he ended up dying.
48:30 and 59:25 This phenomenon is known as terminal lucidity. Dementia patients can sometimes regain function in their final moments. A lot of people see this as a positive thing, its a opportunity to say goodbye and gain closure. Dementia is one of the most depressing ways to lose a family member. When I was little, I had an aunt who had Dementia. I saw how it left her as a husk of a human being, I wasn't really close to her, but nowadays I have a my momaw who is starting to show to beginning signs of Dementia. Knowing that im the closest grandson she has and Im going to be the one that sees her slow decline is very depressing to me. I can only hope that when it's all over, I can have some sort of closure.
The colon thing may be because she's cared for so many people who had a colonoscopy.
Edit: colectomy. You should get a colonoscopy at the right age.
*Colectomy. Colonoscopy is, jokes aside, nowhere near as catastrophic.
How does nobody understand the fact that this woman did not want a shit bag?🤣
Do you mean a colostomy bag?
@@tamarasauls8855 obviously yes
@@tamarasauls8855 didn’t take a scientist to figure that one out did it🤣 jk lol
I watch all your videos on all your channels but this one I just can’t get through I can’t stop sobbing 😭
I don't know what the last words of my uncle were, the night that he killed himself. I remember the last words he said to me and I'll never ever forget them. He had been leaving his daughters (then three and just barely two) with my grandmother until after New Years. He was going through a divorce so he'd been weepy over the whole holiday. Even still, I remember being confused as to why he was crying so much when he said goodbye to the girls. Looking back it seems so glaringly obvious, I wonder if I had said anything to anyone if things would have turned out differently? Would someone have intervened? If I had just spoken on my confusion to that would he still be alive?
I followed him out to his car because I helped take his bags out. He looked at me and started crying again. He hugged me tight and told me, "I love you. Please look after the girls and help your grandma."
I was fourteen and stupid and embarrassed. I jokingly said, "Stop being so mushy Uncle Neil." He just smiled sadly at me and went to say goodbye to grandma.
I think of it every year during the holidays. I wish I had said I loved him too. That I loved him so so so so much. That his girls loved him and needed him, that we all needed him. I wish I had said something to my grandma about him crying so much. I wish I had given voice to the nameless worry I had for him. I don't know if it's hindsight that paints those memories that way. If nothing had happened I'm sure I would have forgotten his goodbye among a sea of a hundred others. But I can't, it's precious to me, even if it hurts me and makes me wonder and think.
I miss you Uncle Neil, I've been alive longer without you now, isn't that crazy?
The last thing my grandpa said was a joke with the EMTs about how difficult it was to maneuver the gurney through the hallways of the house. He hung on until he was out of my and grandma's sight and hearing before crashing.
this one reminds me oif all the ghoists I carry even so long out of the field. it is a terrible privialge to hear last words amd his one made me cry, thank you to everyone who shared a story.
You'd really think know you'd really hope that pleading for help would override a DNR
A DNR supercedes all. That's a scenario a DNR is literally meant for.
My mom was a long term care nurse, many of her patients had DNRs. She had a DNR. We used to tease her that the first time she'd be hospitalized for any little reason we'd tell the hospital, "don't put a bandaid on that, you know she's DNR!" But when she was diagnosed with terminal cancer, there were times when she was intubated because I felt it was not serious enough that she should die. Only once was she mad at me that I DIDN'T invoke the DNR, but I hadn't been consulted & the doctor intubated her. She did eventually die, when the doctor, my sister (an EMT) & I agreed it was time to invoke the DNR. It takes a lot of strength for medical personnel to follow a DNR. I do not possess the strength my mom & sister had to work in the medical field.
My grandma also asked my mum: "Why are so many people in here?" In these exact words as well! (Though in German ;) )
Those were her last words. She died a few hours later.
a few months before my uncle self existed, i was visiting my grandma and we went by his tattoo parlor. Last thing we talked about was him taking me jet skiing. I wanted to go but was too busy at the time and took a raincheck. I jokingly say "you butthead, you owe me that jet ski trip whenever i see you in heaven, or whatever the next life is." Rest in Paradise Danny
My great-grandmother died when I was 1 year old, but I do know she was losing her memory and it broke my father in a small way.
She was my father's father's mother and my paternal grandpa passed away in 89', she called my father by his father's name and he had to constantly remind her "No grandmother, I'm A, your grandson, I'm not N, I'm his son, he's gone grandmother"
She also didn't remember she had great-grandchildren, and if she did remember, she only remembered my second oldest brother (who's her oldest biologically related great-grandson), she didn't remember who I was or who my little brother was until she was reminded of us.
And I know I will see my paternal grandmother die with similar circumstances, she keeps remembering that I am around 11, when I had my height spurt, because she keeps telling me "Oh how much you have grown since I last saw you. Your hair is also so long now, oh and little N is also such a tall boy now"
We have to remind her that "Grandma, I'm already 21, I haven't grown an inch since I was around 11, and N is also 20 now, he's an adult too"
She's always so surprised when we remind her of the truth… I think Grandma will start calling N by our dad's name when her memory gets worse since N is almost a direct copy of our dad.
Memory loss is a high risk for me and all 4 of my brothers (even the oldest who doesn’t share a dad with us, his grandmother has memory issues as well) and I’m afraid.
My Grandma was sick for years. One day she asked my mom to put a particular dress of hers (a kinda revealing one she never wore lol) in the dry cleaners to "get it ready" and my mom asked for what, to which my grandma replied "For my funeral. I want to buried in that dress."
She died 3 days later, and we buried her in her dress.
My grandmother's funeral is in a few hours. I can't be there because I live far away. Just a couple weeks ago she collapsed and they took her to the ER only to find that she's had ovarian cancer for six or eight years and just did nothing about it. I made the trip up to try to see her last week. She couldn't talk, couldn't open her eyes, couldn't get a full breath of air even with the ventilator. I don't even know what her last words to me were. I think we saw each for Christmas, and my wedding reception before that. Honestly I'm just so mad that she clearly knew something was wrong (she was 72 and hiding menstrual pads in her closet because the tumor would cause bleeding) and by the time she collapsed it had barely mestastised. The odds could have been so good but she just... Didn't let them be good, for some reason
My gram came in with stage 4 cancer. She was in pretty bad shape and given days to live. Fairly out of it.
The morning of the day she passed, she asked for cheerios with cherries on it and sat eating it, oxygen mask on her forehead, joking with us.
Best final memory ever.
I can here you almost choking up so many times 😭
My ex's Grandma was a dramatic woman, but she had her calf amputated after a cat scratch got severely infected. I took care of her for months! DR appointments, cleaning her wound and changing her dressings. I did it. After fainted in the bathroom after taking care of her one day I called my mom (home health care nurse) and got a real nurse to come help but I was still there every step of the way. One day I was taking her to her DR and I'll never forget the way she broke down crying at her front door saying "I hope you know how much I appreciate everything you have done for me. I love you. And you deserve so much better than my grandson." And I thought this was her just being 'dramatic' and told her I loved her and I'd be there for her and she didn't have to thank me, I just wished her son and grandson were willing/able to take care of her..we went to the DR and she was gone 3 days later. To this day I believe she knew she was going to pass and wanted to tell me she loved me and to leave the family.. Took me like a year before I finally took her advice and left. Best decision I ever made, with her words of wisdom. But my ex's cousin was my maid of honor and I still have a close relationship with his niece so I didn't leave completely, just enough to set me free, but keep those I truly love with me
My great grandmother was in hospice. My dad (who hated my mother's family) insisted we go see her. We get there; she is sitting talking up a storm with everyone. It was a nice time. Later on we found out from the staff that she had been out of it for a long time, only that day was she lucid. It is something that happens for some strange reason with people nearing the end.
If you remove the colon then you have to use one of those colostomy bags for the rest of your life and insurance is don't want to pay for them, they only give you just enough just barely enough to get through, and it's a whole hassle and also there's a lot of complications and pain along with it, and that nurse knew it and that's why she didn't want to live with that.
When dementia patients suddenly gain lucidity before death is both eerie and a gift for family. A glimpse of how they were.
For the colon, maybe someone in their family had had a botched colonoscopy, colostomy, or some other botched surgery connected to the colon?
I made it 5 minutes in and had to stop. I can't imagine anyone making it the full hour watching this video.
I decided to put this on as my video to sleep to. That was stupid.
@BrightBlueInk doing that right now and regretting it. Usually these are my go to for bed. Not this one
She was a nurse and had to know that living without a colon is not worth living, would be my guess.
There are things I know as a nurse that I sometimes wish I didn't know.
My grandma, my mom’s mom, had 9 kids and 30+grandchildren. The last thing she said was I love you to my mom, who is the youngest and who she lived with. My mom said she never said this much, it was more like they just knew it. She said I love you then was silent for a week and passed.
I'm not a nurse, but i was at the hospital when my grandfather passed. He had multiple mini strokes leading up to this moment, and was unable to talk the entire time. In his last five minutes, he tried to ask us something that we couldn't understand, all we could make out was "Is this". We handed him a white board, and he wrote "Is this the" and my aunt stopped him and ask "Dad, are you trying to ask us if this is the end?" and he just nodded. We told him only if he wanted it to be. He died five minutes later, staring right into my eyes. That was his last words in life. The night before his funeral, his spirit visited me. He looked at me with sad eyes and told me to have faith, then left. He was a charter member and former chief of the fd, he built it up from a wood shack with two old trucks to the 7 stall 8 apparatus outfit it is now. I still remember telling the station he had passed, and every word of his final tone. Watching him die and having to watch my family go through it was hard enough, but watching grown men and women who deal with death and energy everyday break down from the news broke my heart. Just a few weeks before he was happy and normal. I still remember the last day he was completely normal, standing with him talking normal. Three of the departments trucks were coming back from a call, and gave a blast of the horn and a chirp on the siren when they passed. The smile he had when he saw three of his rigs coming home, knowing all his guys were safe and seeing those trucks, two that he helped build in house, protecting the community. That's the last time I remember him being the way he always had been. He so wanted to see the new truck 86 arrive the last one he ordered before retiring, it arrived a few months after his passing, and I helped work its second ever call for service. RIP Doo, all of us and all the guys from the station miss you. Hope grandma and the fallen members are keeping you company.
i was at work the day my grandmother passed. i unfortunately do not know if she had any final words, but i remember the weather turning from sunny to overcast and windy. i remember feeling sick to my stomach. i remember my older sister telling me she had the same feelings and just *knew* that gram had passed. we called and cried to each other. that was 2018. i miss gram so much
My dad has asbestosis and was taken to hospital. He also only had one lung from childhood. I live in another state. He called me and said my heart is slowing and I’m going to die. He spoke to the grandchildren and died later that night.
My mom's last words to me were "I love you hon, I'll talk to you tomorrow." She told my dad "ML, I don't feel so well." And then she died in his arms.
The answer to the colon question: without your colon you have to have a colostomy bag - it's such a lot of work just to live day-by-day. My husband had a bag for 4 months (it's not always permanent) and it was something takes time, money, and so much work to maintain.
Go hug your mom and dad. If they live far away, call and tell them you love them. They will be gone sooner than you think. Thank them for the sacrifices they made for you. Make amends if necessary. All parents want is to have their children close by. ❤❤️❤️🙏🙏🙏
I feel for medical personnel, because of the PTSD this stuff hits them with.
My grandmother called for her sister, who was in the room. My mother made my younger sister make the decision to let granny go (stroke + kidney failure). I was in another state and couldn't get there.
17:30 The mother who didn't want her colon removed may have been related to having to wear a colostomy bag for life.
Omg I’m balling. I don’t think I can finish the video.
For me, I was a kitchen aid at a nursing home. A gentleman had severe cancer but was a bit of an ass. One supper he asked me to wheel him to his room and told me thank you. I said ofc, Yw. He then said no, thank you. For everything. That was the last time I spoke with him he died overnight and was gone by the time I went in the next day.
Double bone chilling story:
My uncle had destroyed his entire system through alcohol and was in the hospital for 2-3 years and was suffering all the time and we had all visited him but he kept on living until my grandma spoke to him (her story is the second one) after the call he passed away immediately did not go down without talking to everyone at least once.
My grandma was an even bigger fighter dealing with it for 5-6 years always making sudden miraculous recoveries but was bed ridden and she did not leave until everyone was there together in peace (she was already in the hospital when the incident happened with my uncle)
the amount of times i teared up in this
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AND ITS BATTLE BLOCK THEATER!!!!!!!
The colon one, if you have your colon removed you have to wear a colon bag, like your poop goes in the bag that’s attached to a hole in your stomach. My aunt had cancer and a huge tumor was pressing her colon and it had to be removed about a month before she passed. She knew she was dying but didn’t want to deal with the bag but she passed out from the pain so it was removed and she had to wear the bag until she passed.
That story about Grandpa saying “JP” over and over again got me right in the feels.
Yall the face reveal is peiced together throughout the video, each snap is Morse Code and it leads to a RUclips link. That link is a normal video, but in the subtitles there is Japanese that translates to a password-ish thing that you put into Google and a picture shows up. This is not the face you're looking for, but rather a distorted black and white face.
You have to turn the brightness up to exactly 75% and words show up.
Comment that sentence, and Undersparked will heart the comment if you've done it correctly.
Then, within the next few days, he will face reveal
But that's just a theory, A REDDIT THEORY
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@@RabidWildCreature fifty five minutes. That's wild. I am a truly devoted fan
Yall the face reveal is peiced together throughout the video, each snap is Morse Code and it leads to a RUclips link. That link is a normal video, but in the subtitles there is Japanese that translates to a password-ish thing that you put into Google and a picture shows up. This is not the face you're looking for, but rather a distorted black and white face.
You have to turn the brightness up to exactly 75% and words show up.
Comment that sentence, and Undersparked will heart the comment if you've done it correctly.
Then, within the next few days, he will face reveal
the last text i got from by best friend( he was in the hospital for pneumonia and kidney failure) tanked mefor being like a sister. he had a heart attack less than 24 hours later. he was 33
Jeanne Roberston- Don't send a man to the grocery store. A joke older than this man telling it. Lol
OP used the word "necrotic" to describe the colon, which implies that the colon's condition would lead to death if not removed. Colons are commonly removed (fully or partially) to treat colon cancer as well.
"She's still in my basement..." Yeah, she was in fact, still in the basement...
Story 24 my guess is she didn't want to have to use an ostomy bag, basically a bag that collects the feces that you have to empty or replace when it fills. Honestly I agree, sounds like it would be terrible to deal with or have someone else deal with if you don't have the hand dexterity to do it yourself
Unrelated to last words, but I think the reason that mother didn’t want her colon taken out is because it would force her to use a colostomy bag. That's a lot of effort, embarrassment/shame (bad stigma around them), and generally gross to take care of. Especially if she's already terminal.
I'm not sure if its a cultural or religious thing. But my mom was always upset that she had to have her foot amputated. She said she didnt feel whole. And when she passed we said to ourselves, "She's in heaven, in one whole piece." So...i feel as though removing a part of the mother's body would just seem...not okay.
New cardiac patient transferred to stepdown. Told me I'm going to die tonight. Had stable vitals, looked great. Had a heart attack 4 days earlier. Got her up to the portable toilet. Eyes then roll back and she coded. Didn't make it.
As a fellow RN who has taken care of dying people many times, the elderly dementia patient should have been offered somethk f
My mom waved goodbye and blew kisses. She was soo ready.
She sends me signs: songs and dragonflies.
OH GOD I'M BURNING!!! STILL GIVES ME CHILLS!!
I wasn't there but I believe my mothers last words were "I don't feel too well" to the Doctor doing the rounds. Her last words before we left for the night were "Take care of your family" to my father. She died of metastasized breast cancer
So, the colon thing. My assumption is that she had some sort of issue with her colon (i.e. uc) and refused to have it taken out because she had spent so long suffering with it
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I can't watch this one. I've spent an uncomfortable amount of time processing my own mortality after a few brushes with death, and i've only recently become a man.
I am not fully certain i will ever be able to comprehend or accept it, but i more than understand it will happen one day. This video reminds me of it in some extremely uncomfortable ways.
According to my cousin, When my aunt (his mother) died on mothersday in the 90's, the whole family present were convinced she saw death coming for her.
My aunt had a long sickbed. Many times they thought that her time had come, but she pulled trough every time. Therefor nobody thought that that day would be it.
my cousin claims that in heingh seight they could have known. because her little pet bird would always sing throughout the day.
That morning the bird had no song to sing.
having coffee with my aunt on her bed in the Livingroom, she suddenly looked at the window and started pointing. (due to the sickness she lost the ability to speak weeks earlier). Her children and husband didn't know what she was pointing at. eventually thinking that she was pointing at the driveway,
they tried to make clear to her that everybody had arrived, nobody is coming. she kept shaking her head in frustration and kept pointing. at one point she put her arms up and down, gesturing "nevermind".
shortly after it became clear she was really not well, and from there on it went very fast. Once they realized they had to call the doctor, she died just after they finished the call.
Just seconds after she passed away her little birdie, that had been quiet all morning, started to sing the most beautiful melody.
They went out of the room, try to breath a little after the shock, and one of my female cousins looking into the room, said that she saw an angel standing at the bed.
but the most mind-blowing thing is that the clock in the living room stopped around the time my cousin claimed to have seen the angel.
they were all present, and they all knew very well that nobody could have tempert with it.
I myslef am not the religious type. both sides of my family are not really religious. yeah some hear the calling of spirituality. But we see it more as a personal thing.
This happend on my mothers side of the family. And i can assure you, that bloodline has something about it...
don't get me started about my grandfathers funeral, and the evil priest. xD
But this one is about people passing away... so here is my story.
Not last words exactly but my cousin's last words to me was "alright, see ya later". he was murdered a few days later.
I never got to say goodbye to my dad I never knew he was in hospital and he died of internal bleeding it's been 5 months since he passed and I'm getting therapy for it
17:40 it’s because it’s debilitating. My grandpa had cancer n needed part of his removed and watching him not be able to eat much. The amount of pain he was in. Knowing that once they did that removal whatever the issue is could just keep spreading anyways. If my grandpa had that option he would have taken it.
The removal of the colon… people don’t want do deal with colostomy bags or have loved ones have to deal with them.
Your kind words on the last one made me cry. 💜🫂😭💜