Oct. 27th, 2003 09:30 pm
Morturary Science...
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I cannot say that they did a very good job on the body... It looked bruised and bloated...
I went to see the body at the morturary (its no longer a person, its a body... if only the debate on fetus vs. person was as simple...)
It was so creepy. He still seemed alive... Like I would awake him if I touched him, if I were to speak above a whisper...
I touched him. He was cold and hard...
My aunt and uncle and cousin drove in from Tuscon. It was good to see them again despite the circumstances. My cousin came in from Oregon...
My aunt was in pieces. My two other cousins were as well. One of my reletives began to hyperventilate and had to leave early...
All my mother and grandmother had been saying is that my grandfather has no idea whats going on, that he has dementia due to his alcoholism. Which is complete BULLSHIT. He KNOWS whats going on... he just doesnt choose to let on how much he's hurting... but I know... he told me at least... mostly because Im one of the people left in the family that can still treat him with respect.... He doesnt need to be fawned over like a child in need of a guardian...
Its just the shock and sadness speaking...
Tonight was the rosery. Chanting catholic mysticism... sorta like a saiance really, not prayers, but like magic, or mysticism
Tomarrow is the funeral and burial... We're half-way there...
I cannot say that they did a very good job on the body... It looked bruised and bloated...
I went to see the body at the morturary (its no longer a person, its a body... if only the debate on fetus vs. person was as simple...)
It was so creepy. He still seemed alive... Like I would awake him if I touched him, if I were to speak above a whisper...
I touched him. He was cold and hard...
My aunt and uncle and cousin drove in from Tuscon. It was good to see them again despite the circumstances. My cousin came in from Oregon...
My aunt was in pieces. My two other cousins were as well. One of my reletives began to hyperventilate and had to leave early...
All my mother and grandmother had been saying is that my grandfather has no idea whats going on, that he has dementia due to his alcoholism. Which is complete BULLSHIT. He KNOWS whats going on... he just doesnt choose to let on how much he's hurting... but I know... he told me at least... mostly because Im one of the people left in the family that can still treat him with respect.... He doesnt need to be fawned over like a child in need of a guardian...
Its just the shock and sadness speaking...
Tonight was the rosery. Chanting catholic mysticism... sorta like a saiance really, not prayers, but like magic, or mysticism
Tomarrow is the funeral and burial... We're half-way there...