My dear Aunt for whom D and I travelled halfway around the world to visit this summer (and for which H carped on and on about taking his D away from him for so long) died in her sleep earlier today.
She wanted to die, after suffereing a stroke two years ago. She had been an active, very active 79 year old up till then. She couldn't stand being dependent after her stroke. When we were visiting she was in hospital with a broken wrist, so she could do NOTHING for herself as her other hand and one foot were useless. I had to scratch her itches for her.
At the end, she refused all food and medication and slipped away.
I just emailed H about this and got a reply with his condolences.
Livnlearn
"The unexamined life is not worth living" - Socrates
