Usually, I'm the same way with words and these situations.
This actually helped, however . . . reading these during this week, it made a difference. Collectively, and individually, this actually lifted me.
I'm so very sorry to hear about this... my sympathies to you and your family!
We'll all miss him, the family and the relatives, not just me. Everyone loved him.
He would have been happy with his services and funeral.
Apparently, many people remarked without provocation that it was touching beyond the norm, from p.o.v. of the outsiders.
All of his six grandchildren, including myself, managed to do their duties as pallbearers.
I'm sorry about your grandfather.
No matter where you end up in the medical profession, I have a piece of advice, from this experience.
Always make the extra effort with the elderly, no matter how they are, no matter how they behave.
My grandfather had plenty of tender loving care from his family, but not all of the elderly have that much family in their corner. The care from the hospital wasn't going to match our own, but it wasn't even nominal, in consensus.
No matter how well you are with diagnosis or duties, a doctor or nurse is merely mediocre if they haven't a personable nature.
That is precisely the majority of one's actual grade in the medical industry, I feel. So much is not known yet about the human biology . . . much progress has been made, but we're all still pretty murky on cause and effect, I guess . . . look at tobacco. That wasn't really addressed by the medical community for decades after tests showed what was going on with the cancer.
No matter how busy you are, and no matter how tired you may be, when it comes to the elderly, that is time well spent in extra effort.
Do this, and you will likely separate yourself from the rest. You will likely be revered.
My friend Sauce. While there's probably nothing I can say to make you feel better about the whole situation, I will say that no matter what you and your family are in my thoughts. I was in a similar situation a little over a year ago, so if you need to chat lemme know.
Hang in there buddy.
Thank you for the response. You're right, there's little to say, but saying it, regardless, helped.
This was my last living grandparent. The first went before I was born, on my dad's side. The other three were difficult to take, and it never really heals, since we're somewhat selfish. We want everyone to be here, in the flesh, since that's all we see, and to the senses, that's all there really is, mostly.
His memories, I'll never forget him.
I will hang in there . . . and again, thank you.
The thought counts. I appreciate it.
Sorry for your loss, man.
This man was part of my wealth of sports . . . he'd witnessed so many events, and some of them, he witnessed in person, at the stadiums. He turned me on to sports. Sports won't be the same for me. I will, however, carry on, since it was his love of sports that spawned my own.
I'm very sorry to hear about your grandfather. My own maternal grandfather was the closest I'd had to a father figure in my life, and he held a near-reverential place in my heart.
We are one in the same.
Your picture reminded me that I'd been so caught up in my own life that I'd never offered condolences. Both my grandfathers died when I was in grade school, and that was hard enough to take, but to have gotten to know him as an adult and then lose him so suddenly... A raw deal, to be sure.
I hope that you and he are both finding peace, in your respective worlds.