tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post4833071944129843137..comments2023-10-30T09:21:43.225-05:00Comments on Snooty Primadona's Sparkling Outlook On Life... Or Not: Most People Just Can't Handle It....Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-713261445563201612009-11-19T13:19:48.099-06:002009-11-19T13:19:48.099-06:00I really enjoyed reading that Snooty! Very heartw...I really enjoyed reading that Snooty! Very heartwarming and I believe Rosa is taking care of your baby too.imomhttp://imom.typepad.com/dilusions_of_everything/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-45800564965531297262009-11-19T08:58:04.462-06:002009-11-19T08:58:04.462-06:00What a sweet post. It takes a special person to d...What a sweet post. It takes a special person to do the hospice work. I don't know that I have it in me....Bless you.Mental P Mamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05957544840704376193noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-37447468028521151912009-11-19T07:47:15.693-06:002009-11-19T07:47:15.693-06:00Your strength is amazing and an inspiration. Watch...Your strength is amazing and an inspiration. Watching my grandmother in a nursing home was difficult. It was a nice place but I was always so saddened by how many people had no one visiting them. <br /><br />My grandmother had my parents and us. We brought her dog, Kiwi, over daily whose wagging tail brought a smile to so many patients faces. It would take me at least half an hour to get to her room when I had Kiwi with me because so many folks wanted to pet the dog and feel a little love. And this dog gave lots of love.<br /><br />Years after my grandmother passed away, the dog became very sick and ended up dying way too young. My parents spent a small fortune trying to keep Kiwi alive, but to no avail. They felt they owed Kiwi the best medical attention after he had given so much to my grandmother and many others.<br /><br />After several days in ICU it was clear Kiwi had to be put to sleep. Fortunately we were allowed to bring him home for our own little "hospice" time. We all had a chance to say goodbye and see him without all the wires and tubes. <br /><br />I've always believed that Kiwi must be having a blast in heaven. I'm sure he had a huge group of folks waiting for him.Heather Kerriganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09479515041675909393noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-66809396024820478902009-11-19T01:53:06.097-06:002009-11-19T01:53:06.097-06:00SJN: I understand. None of us wants to be a burden...SJN: I understand. None of us wants to be a burden to our children, much less responsible for the genes they inherit from us. Believe me, there isn't a day that goes by that I don't worry for my own children, mainly because of hubby's family history with cancer. It scares the holy crap out of me but if I don't dwell on it, I have faith that it will have less of a chance of being... I hope that makes sense.<br /><br />Both of our children went through the cancer chemo routine of hubby's parents right along with us, back when Hospice was here but didn't yet have a grief support program. At that point I was really *out of my mind* because had I been thinking clearly & functioning properly, I would have started one myself. The pain of their cancer gripped me so deeply within the depths of my soul I thought at one point I would never overcome it. It took a couple of years but I finally came to grips with their deaths, but the toll it took on our family would prove to have long term effects that we are still struggling to overcome.Snooty Primadonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10023417839687501752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-37559796047625510532009-11-18T21:35:19.128-06:002009-11-18T21:35:19.128-06:00I'm not afraid for me, but for my daughters an...I'm not afraid for me, but for my daughters and husband. My dad died of malignant Melanoma when he was 57, I was 32. I all to well remember the pain, and my biggest fear of cancer is to do that to my girls.Sjnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01248247475325728054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-73337494325601080652009-11-18T20:51:33.233-06:002009-11-18T20:51:33.233-06:00I knew you were an angel. I was right. I loved thi...I knew you were an angel. I was right. I loved this story.noble pighttp://noblepig.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-46874740386616397332009-11-18T19:48:02.911-06:002009-11-18T19:48:02.911-06:00You know, I was so young back then... 27 I think. ...You know, I was so young back then... 27 I think. I was too young & bullet proof to yet be depressed by death. Now, it's gotten easier to bear, but it still hurts to lose anyone to cancer. It's also gotten scarier, although people in my family tend to live well into their 90's. That said, I must also say that I am not as afraid of death as I was during my 40's, while I watched my in-laws deteriorate from the cancer that was eating them alive.<br /><br />When you have no choice but to watch someone die, it doesn't make it any easier, but if you view it like there is yet another angel watching over you, it certainly helps....Snooty Primadonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10023417839687501752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-77974637211035075562009-11-18T19:23:56.327-06:002009-11-18T19:23:56.327-06:00What a lovely post! Thank God for people like you...What a lovely post! Thank God for people like you!<br /><br />I completely agree that it is everyone's right to die with dignity. It is also everyone's right to have their wishes respected when they are in their last minutes, and after they have passed. That's why the discussions that doctors will be paid to do, under the new healthcare plan, which they aren't paid to do now, are so important.<br /><br />It's also important that all of us volunteer to help others, like you did.<br /><br />I really admire you. <br /><br />What an amazing thing to do.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-67118114450478065212009-11-18T19:05:08.012-06:002009-11-18T19:05:08.012-06:00An earth angel. I knew it! :) xoxoAn earth angel. I knew it! :) xoxoMarilyn *Pink Martinis and Pearls*https://www.blogger.com/profile/16863450285175066156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-32213188695573872062009-11-18T17:58:01.696-06:002009-11-18T17:58:01.696-06:00you're a saint girl!
It is a heart ache to ha...you're a saint girl! <br />It is a heart ache to have a miscarriage, I had one before my 3 daughters came along.<br />You were a comfort to Rosa and she turned out to be a comfort to you. A blessing.Sjnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01248247475325728054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-734216381949554441.post-54347549072440703322009-11-18T17:18:12.678-06:002009-11-18T17:18:12.678-06:00What a touching post. I always remember my friend...What a touching post. I always remember my friend who passed away. I am one of those people who can't handle watching someone's life come to an end. I don't know what it is about someone reaching the end of their life that just wrecks me. You have real big heart, Snooty! <br /><br />And, you carried your babies like I did.... ;)<br /><br />Hugs!!Green-Eyed Momsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10175981627284967050noreply@blogger.com