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So, you will have noticed that there was none of the planned posting this week.
This is (in large part, though not entirely) due to the fact that I have spent much of the past week watching my grandfather dying. It's not really unexpected - he is very old and has well outlived his own expectations; and he's been losing functionality at an increasing rate for the past year. He's been ready to go, and while I don't think anyone can ever be ready for a loved one to go, we've all known it was coming, sooner rather than later. But it is still far from easy to watch it happen, and watch what it's doing to everyone else in the family, and if I am being even flakier than usual for awhile, this is probably why. (And yes, it did take me most of a week to get to the point where I could say, yes, this is actually a real reason to be getting less done, it is not just that I fail as a person.)
It seems like half my reading list is going through something similar at the moment. It is hard, and I have been sending good thoughts your way even when I haven't been writing any; I am no better at dealing with the expected courtesies and emotions and sympathies when it's me who's grieved than when it's someone else, so I would just as soon take good wishes as read, and move on.
I'm leaving comments open, though, because there are a couple related things I wanted to say, since I seem to have a little bit of an audience here, I might as well use it. One of them is, thank God for advance directives (also known as living wills.) Pop-pop having one is the difference between him living on for maybe futile years while under, basically, torture, and him dying comfortably and naturally the way he wanted to.
So, PSA: Look up your goverment's rules on Advance Directives, and get one for yourself, and talk to your loved ones about getting them, too. Even if you don't have the resources to do the legal paperwork, figure out who your next-of-kin/power-of-attorney would be in that situation, and at least talk to them informally about what you would want if you could no longer make your own end-of-life medical decisions, or put a letter in with your other important paperwork. Just knowing whether or not something is wanted can make so much difference.
(And on a related note, thank God for socialized medicine, even the stunted and handcuffed system we have in the US. If we didn't have the assurance that Medicare/Medicaid would cover everything? If we'd been jumping through hoops for a private insurance plan that many of the providers weren't familiar with? If we hadn't been able to put him in a wonderful and well-funded hospice without worrying about where the money was coming from?if we hadn't already jumped through all the stupid hoops to make sure medicare *would* pay when my grandmother was dying - it would all suck so much more. )
This is (in large part, though not entirely) due to the fact that I have spent much of the past week watching my grandfather dying. It's not really unexpected - he is very old and has well outlived his own expectations; and he's been losing functionality at an increasing rate for the past year. He's been ready to go, and while I don't think anyone can ever be ready for a loved one to go, we've all known it was coming, sooner rather than later. But it is still far from easy to watch it happen, and watch what it's doing to everyone else in the family, and if I am being even flakier than usual for awhile, this is probably why. (And yes, it did take me most of a week to get to the point where I could say, yes, this is actually a real reason to be getting less done, it is not just that I fail as a person.)
It seems like half my reading list is going through something similar at the moment. It is hard, and I have been sending good thoughts your way even when I haven't been writing any; I am no better at dealing with the expected courtesies and emotions and sympathies when it's me who's grieved than when it's someone else, so I would just as soon take good wishes as read, and move on.
I'm leaving comments open, though, because there are a couple related things I wanted to say, since I seem to have a little bit of an audience here, I might as well use it. One of them is, thank God for advance directives (also known as living wills.) Pop-pop having one is the difference between him living on for maybe futile years while under, basically, torture, and him dying comfortably and naturally the way he wanted to.
So, PSA: Look up your goverment's rules on Advance Directives, and get one for yourself, and talk to your loved ones about getting them, too. Even if you don't have the resources to do the legal paperwork, figure out who your next-of-kin/power-of-attorney would be in that situation, and at least talk to them informally about what you would want if you could no longer make your own end-of-life medical decisions, or put a letter in with your other important paperwork. Just knowing whether or not something is wanted can make so much difference.
(And on a related note, thank God for socialized medicine, even the stunted and handcuffed system we have in the US. If we didn't have the assurance that Medicare/Medicaid would cover everything? If we'd been jumping through hoops for a private insurance plan that many of the providers weren't familiar with? If we hadn't been able to put him in a wonderful and well-funded hospice without worrying about where the money was coming from?
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You can find basic forms for many states online for advance directives and similar stuff like living wills.
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So if I do any of this any time soon it will probably be an informal letter on my laptop or in my bag o' paperwork.
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But I think, in most if not all US states, anything that declares what it is and has two or three independent witnesses will still work, even if it's not the state's official form. Anyway, it would be better than nothing.
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So...anyway, I empathize on all counts, including what to say to other people and how to take what they say.
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I am so, so glad we had it (and so glad everyone else in the older generation of my family already made sure they had one), and I wish more people knew how important it can be.
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It's one of those things you're probably never too young to have (like a will), but it's still really hard for me to seriously consider my own mortality at this point.
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I here you about the mortality thing, though - I tend to mess with my end-of-life papers when I'm feeling depressed and worthless. It is probably not the healthiest thing to do, but hey, at least the end result is that I have them. (I haven't got them legally witnessed yet, though, because as you said, there's a percept that young people aren't supposed to think about that sort of thing. I almost think we should have a will-and-living-will witnessing party for everyone in our cohort, or something.)
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And I have absolutely been doing the "oh crap I am such a failure I'm not getting anything done" routine myself, even though my ticked-off to-do lists tell me I'm full of crap. I think it's because I'm really thinking "I'm not fixing the thing I really want to fix, which is this person who's dying; wow, I fail."
Which...well, yeah, we all fail at that.
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Which, yes, what I want to be able to do right now is undoable. ):
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Take everything else as read.
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And he ended up in a really, really nice facility, too. Which there is no way we could have afforded otherwise.
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::hugs::
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I hope things are going as well as they can go.
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... :( grandma
Ack. I forgot to say, I'm sorry about your grandpa. Even if it's time, it's never easy.
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My grandfather smoked constantly for 80 years straight, and died of something completely unrelated. The people at the hospital said he had the lungs of a man thirty years younger. We are not sure how this is possible.
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