People Who've Heard Someone's Last Words Reveal How It Affected Them
Death is but the next great adventure.
Still, what the dead leave with the living lingers in our thoughts and minds. And in some instances it can even change the way we live our lives, going forward...
u/fashionthriller asked Reddit:
People of Reddit who have heard someone say their "dying words," what were they and how did they impact you?
Here are some of those stories.
My grandpa had Alzheimer's. I don't think he could speak for the last month of his life. I don't believe he said anything close to his death.
Before he entirely lost his speech though, I was visiting him in the nursing home. He looked up at me with the most love and happiness I had ever seen on his face and said, "Irma?"
Irma was his first wife who committed suicide before he ever met my grandmother. My grandmother was horribly abusive to him and never allowed anyone to talk about Irma, including my aunt who was Irma's only daughter.
It broke my heart that he didn't know me, but I was thankful he had forgotten what happened to her. It's fitting that was the last thing I ever heard him say.
I Ain't Goin'
My father had been moved to hospice and I had been called to come because he was going to die soon. When my father saw me, he said, "I know why you're here," (looks at my sister) because she thinks I'm going to die (turns to me), but I'm not gonna do it!"
He never spoke again, slipped into a coma and died three days later.
My Dad. Stubborn fellow.
"That really f_*_ing hurt," said by the 16-year-old who ran a stop sign in front of my truck. He'd been drinking, celebrating getting his driver's license at about 2:30 p.m., April 25, 1986.
I gave up driving for more than a month. Stopped eating and taking care of myself until I got therapy.
One of the last things my mum said to me whilst on her deathbed was "It's ok, let it all out. It takes a real man to cry"
"Save my baby."
I was doing a impromptu c-spine on a woman in a car crash. She said it right before she passed out. She was 5 months pregnant.
I'll never forget her voice.
Ready To Go
"I want to go now". From my grandad who had spent days being kept alive by machines, he said that just after the last of our family arrived to say goodbye.
My dad loved us kids, but he ADORED our mama. We always knew mama came first. They'd been married 54 years when he had a severe reaction to his first (only) chemo treatment and died within a week. His last words were an answer to my question, "Do you want mama to lie with you?" He said yes. My brother and I moved him to the side of the bed the helped our mom crawl up on the bed and lie in his arms. My dad never opened his eyes but he puckered his lips for a kiss and mom gave him a kiss. It was the most awful, beautiful thing I have ever seen. He lived a few more days but never regained consciousness. I took a picture because it was so beautifully sad, one day after my mom has passed I will share it, as it truly is the face of love and devotion.
Taken To Heart
At the hospital, my grandfather told me that when I would be on my death bed someday, I would not regret the mistakes I made or the times I looked foolish. I would regret the things I never tried and the missed opportunities. I was 16.
I took his advice to heart. Good thing I did because my cancer has progressed beyond what known science can do and having no regrets makes this much more bearable.
Dream A Little Dream
My brother was briefly conscious and said to me "I was dreaming." He died shortly afterward. After nine years with ALS, I hope it was a good dream. But it somehow made me realize what a lot of fun we had growing up together. That was 18 years ago and I still miss him every day.
My twin sister heard our grandad's last words. They were "please don't leave me, I'll be dead by morning." The hospital wouldn't let her stay, and he died about 2 hours later. I don't think she's stopped feeling guilty since, even though there was nothing she could have done.
My father passed after a long battle with cancer when I was 15. His last words to me were "You will always be my favorite memory". The cancer was affecting his brain at that point, so it was one of the only lucid ish things he said to me that day. Got it tattooed to me the day I turned 18.
Worked as a career for elderly people. One lady was 92, had been married for 70 years to her husband who passed away 1 week before. He told her he'd "wait by their tree with the roses for her" because she was scared to die. When it came to be her turn, she woke up for the first time in days, opened her eyes and said "I knew you'd be there waiting" and passed away. Just shows that some people are made to be together. Made us all cry though.
'F-ck off and let me die' Said about 10 seconds before cardiac arrest in a patient with severe abdominal pain
After a number of strokes and living in an assisted care facility, my dad's organs were starting to give up. He was adamant about not receiving any treatment and we respected that so we knew it would only be a matter of days. The last time I visited him before he slipped into a coma I told him I loved him when I left - like I always did. He said: "I love you too, my girl." At that stage he had barely been able to make himself understandable for months because the strokes had severely affected his speech. He was the best dad ever and although we knew how much he loved us, he was not one to say it often.
Those few words gave me peace. And that's the best thing one can ask for when a loved one dies.
The Final Moments
My uncle died when he was 22 (I was 19). When hospice came they told him they couldn't leave without him understanding that he's dying. After the nurse left he told me, "call my friends. I want to see everyone before I die. But not the sh-theads, don't call them".
The Worst Feeling
My mother's last rational words to me, before she went to sleep for a week and the dementia and cancer took her, were "I f-cking hate this."
I'm in medical imaging, and not me but a coworker once heard a patient say "you're killing me..." while doing a long scan. The patient died during the test. All the scan involved was the patient laying still, I'm not sure what he died from.
Nurse here - had a patient look at me and tell me he thought he was dying. Then bam. He died. Super freaking quick. Was a DNR (do not rescitate) so couldnt take any actions. In all my years of nursing its only happened that once and never happened again. But you can bet your last dollar that I pay super attention to what my patients say!
Made an insanely stupid drive through a snowstorm in January 2014 with my wife (fiancé at the time, we got married that coming August) to see my Grandma who was in her last days. The usually 4 hour drive took almost 7 and there were multiple points I couldn't see any road and was eeking along at a roll just trying to keep myself out of the ditch.
We made it there late at night. My mom showed me in grandmas room the silver sequined jacket my Grandma had picked out to wear to our wedding. It was already hanging out and set aside even though the wedding wasn't for months and she probably knew she'd never make it.
I sat next to her for an hour that night and she stirred awake only once for a short time. She smiled and got out only one word "happiness". She passed away the next night.
I took it to mean that she wished us happiness and wanted my wife and I to live it each and every day. I try my best to live up to that.
Was in the back of an ambulance doing CPR, defibrillated the guy, he came around for a second, looked us dead in the eye and said calmly and clearly "could I please have another pillow", then he died.
Racism is an insidious, and unfortunately prevalent, force in all of our daily lives. Maybe we're on the receiving end of it, being treated differently and losing opportunities because of others' preconceived notions.
Or maybe we're on the other side of things. Even those who aren't actively racist or discriminatory still have to process the world through the filters of the things they've been told about people who are different.