Alysia, 33, has been battling leukemia at Southern Hills Hospital for the past month. Alysia told hospital staff Wednesday morning that it was her dying wish to marry her boyfriend, Daniel.
Alysia was too sick to leave the hospital, so staff brought the marriage to her, granting her and her boyfriend a marriage license and performing the ceremony from her hospital bed.
This image reminds me the lasts days with my mother. She had been battling cancer for 15 years, while battling, working and raising three children.
In December 2014, I was 25, a few days before her death, I received a call from my sister telling me that our mother couldn't sleep at all and she spent the night calling my name. We knew that the battle was lost from before, the doctors had her transfer from the hospital to our home a few days earlier so she can have her final moments in peace with her family. I called my boss and took a train to my town to be beside her until the end.
As I arrived home, she had been heavily sedated few hours before I arrived. But this didn't seem to bother her, she was so happy to finally see me. She told me: 'I refuse to go without saying farewell to you. So you can see the power of motherly love can do'. Between tears and laughs we bid our farewell and share some bittersweet moments, after this she became sleepy and she started to go softly.
She stayed in this trance for three days, sometimes she was awake but no very lucid. Like a lightbulb dimming. One of this times, she ask us to seat her, she was tired of being laid. So my father help her, and they were exactly like this picture. I remember my mother smiling and my father sobbing.
From time to time I look back at this memory.
Edit: I'm truly overwhelmed by your response to my memory. I wrote it because I needed to channel all the feelings this image triggered inside me or else I'll burst into tears at work.
Tonight I promise to reply everyone of you who spend some of their time commenting this and expand my story a little bit more. I have read some of your messages, they are truly inspiring.
I'm very thankful for your kind words and also surprised by the awards, first time having an award.
Edit2: Had a long day, it is quite late in this part of the world. Wish i could read and reply all of you right now.
Tomorrow I'll try to finish replying every single one of you.
Recently had a good buddy pass of leukemia. His services are tomorrow. He married his highschool sweetheart a week or so ago. I was going to visit him with my brother last Tuesday afternoon. He passed that morning. Last time we spoke in person we were talking about swapping apts for a week. He could ski in Tahoe for a week free and we'd get to go live in Pacific beach in San Diego.
He got a xplant from his sister but was only a 50% match and things went down hill pretty quick after feeling better for about a month. RIP TK
Sumit316 on August 6th, 2020 at 13:46 UTC »
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Damon_Carter on August 6th, 2020 at 13:59 UTC »
This image reminds me the lasts days with my mother. She had been battling cancer for 15 years, while battling, working and raising three children.
In December 2014, I was 25, a few days before her death, I received a call from my sister telling me that our mother couldn't sleep at all and she spent the night calling my name. We knew that the battle was lost from before, the doctors had her transfer from the hospital to our home a few days earlier so she can have her final moments in peace with her family. I called my boss and took a train to my town to be beside her until the end.
As I arrived home, she had been heavily sedated few hours before I arrived. But this didn't seem to bother her, she was so happy to finally see me. She told me: 'I refuse to go without saying farewell to you. So you can see the power of motherly love can do'. Between tears and laughs we bid our farewell and share some bittersweet moments, after this she became sleepy and she started to go softly.
She stayed in this trance for three days, sometimes she was awake but no very lucid. Like a lightbulb dimming. One of this times, she ask us to seat her, she was tired of being laid. So my father help her, and they were exactly like this picture. I remember my mother smiling and my father sobbing.
From time to time I look back at this memory.
Edit: I'm truly overwhelmed by your response to my memory. I wrote it because I needed to channel all the feelings this image triggered inside me or else I'll burst into tears at work.
Tonight I promise to reply everyone of you who spend some of their time commenting this and expand my story a little bit more. I have read some of your messages, they are truly inspiring.
I'm very thankful for your kind words and also surprised by the awards, first time having an award.
Edit2: Had a long day, it is quite late in this part of the world. Wish i could read and reply all of you right now.
Tomorrow I'll try to finish replying every single one of you.
Thank you very much!
gurgleslurp on August 6th, 2020 at 14:19 UTC »
Recently had a good buddy pass of leukemia. His services are tomorrow. He married his highschool sweetheart a week or so ago. I was going to visit him with my brother last Tuesday afternoon. He passed that morning. Last time we spoke in person we were talking about swapping apts for a week. He could ski in Tahoe for a week free and we'd get to go live in Pacific beach in San Diego.
He got a xplant from his sister but was only a 50% match and things went down hill pretty quick after feeling better for about a month. RIP TK