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Damn, I'd intended to post about this when I was back at my comp (I was reading on iphone) then totally forgot.
Jim, honey, what a thing to go through. I really appreciate you sharing your experience.
I've been present at one death, my Dad, but it was entirely expected, with us around his bed, expected right then and there. I've also seen a colleague have a massive heart attack and fall down to the floor, never to regain consciousness, and died in the ambulance. He was midway through speaking to me at the moment his expression changed. Looking right at me.
Neither of those experiences are entirely like yours, but I feel like I can make the mental leap to what that might have been like because of them.
*hugs*
We don't talk enough about dying in western culture. I mean, we talk about fear of dying, we talk about rates of death and we talk about disease trajectories, but we don't as a culture talk about death and dying very much at all until something hits us between the eyes.
I think it's a good thing that these experiences are shared.
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