My elderly father was in a Nursing Facility recovering from a severe infection. My mother spent most of the day with him before he retired for the night. When the staff went to check on him, they found that he had passed away, another WW2 veteran gone. About 7 AM, my mother answered the phone and screamed. I ran over to her and she said that Dad had passed.
Let me tell you, its been 13 months since his death and I am raging mad inside. Had I not been there, my elderly mother could have fainted and smacked her head on the kitchen tile and I'd had two funerals.
I took my mother to the nursing facilty to sit in the room with the shell of my father. Then I walked out and found the Administor and blew up all over him.
Do they have no compassion to pull a stupid stunt like that. Why didn't they call and have us drive to the facility for a discussion about her spouse. Have her there with medical personnel around when they break the bad news. So if she passes out or goes into cardiac arrest and a AED can shock her back but to pull such a asinine stunt like that. It was so wrong.
I will probably be at my mother's when the Lord calls her home. I already have a plan, after calling EMS and the police. I will have my sisters meet me in the Emergency Waiting Room when I break the news to them. So it they have a medical issue, then medical staff can deal with it. Death and I are old friends, as a Security officer at a major entertainment resort over the period of 40 years, I saw a lot of dead people and saw a few that I watched die as EMT's worked on them. I've attended so many coworkers funerals that I've become numb to Death. People will probably think I'm cold when they say their words of kindness. Why do you grieve? Our lives are Smoke! There is no Clock in God's Heaven, when its my time to pass away, I will walk through that door and greet my family and relatives of the last 1,000 years. I would not deny my mother her chance to be with her Lord and Savior and meet the Father she never knew because he died from blood poisoning when she was 6 months old. I will miss her as I miss my father and grandparents. I will not grieve, I will rejoice that I'll see them again when my smoke dissipates.