“I Made A Mistake”: 30 Haunting Last Words Medical Professionals Heard From Their Patients

What a heartbreaking but absolutely beautiful story about two lucky people who found each other. I’m bawling and smiling at the same time rn

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This is so beautiful it made me cry. I've been with my husband since I was sixteen we've been through everything together almost. We been together since 2010. This year it be 14 years.

Precious in life and in passing.

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I am 65 years old and have survived HIV for forty years. If I am asked by a heterosexual what effect straight bigots have had on my life, my public answer is "None." I learned long ago that no heterosexual can be trusted with my actual feelings. So far as I'm concerned, your entire culture is on probation, and will remain so for the rest of my life. What later generations do about you is up to them.

I don't know who needs to hear this but it's not your fault!

This is terrible no one causes there on death unless of course it do to the death penalty or suicide but still from something like this not your fault

Really really sad... Shows also how we are carrying the guilt. RIP

As of now, there is a course of treatment referred to as HIV prep, it can help prevent AIDS sickness/death

I was in prison when my grandma died. I called her a few days before her death. We both knew it was going to be the last time, and we both said all the things we needed to say. I wanted so badly to be able to say goodbye properly, but I know we did the best we could.

Good answer, sorry for your loss, my Grandmother died 40 years ago, I still miss her very very much, love her

I'm crying, too.

My gran was in her final stages. I was dating a former Baptist preacher (her religion). It was the first time they met, and he asked to be alone with her for a moment. He apparently comforted her that I was cared for, and God loved her. It was her only lucid day in weeks. We went home (out of state). As we pulled into the driveway, I got the call. Turned right back around. We're not together, but I'm so glad he gave her solace. It was election night. If not for his kind words, whatever they may have been, she would've died angry at the results. I'm glad you were there to comfort her.

About a month and a half before my grandfather passed away at 93, he started getting out of bed every night and taking his clothes off. He said it was because when the angels came to get him, they told him he should be ready and as naked as they day he was as born for when he crosses over.. 🤷‍♀️.. my mum and I went to visit him about a week before he passed away and he was chatting away to us and then all of a sudden he looked at my mum and said “geez mother, she looks just like you as a baby doesn’t she? Exactly the same as you and she still looks exactly the same now as she did when she was a baby just a bit older. Nothing has changed about her as well. She still looks just as young as ever. What are you kid, you can’t be more than 20? How have you stayed so Young my girl? How was she done at mother? These girls of ours, They never age do they?’.,. It took my mum and I a few seconds to realise that he was actually talking to my mum thinking that my mum was actually my mum’s mum

My dad held on through the holidays. Even though Mom hasn't really done much for them in the last few years, Christmas was always her favorite. I know Dad has waited so Christmas isn't ruined for my mom.

Wasn't a silly request for a 14 year old, my Mom died at 99 and 11 months, still think it would have been cool if you could have hit 100

I know just how OP felt. My Dad was dying from a particularly vicious type of cancer. He managed to hang on until me and my children were all together with him. He passed away, straight up 12 noon, on his 82nd Birthday.

When I was little, maybe 7 or 8 my cat scratched me on my eyelid. It bled a lot and mom was worried about my eye so we went to the emergency room. I was sitting in the waiting room when the doctor came out and told this family something. There was this soul-rending wail of agony and pain that I can still hear 40-something years later. I checked the newspaper the next day and read that their teenaged daughter had died in an accident on the freeway. Thank you for finding the strength to be there during the worst moments in people's lives. I wish all nurses, doctors, and first responders the very best.

I had to identify my 17 year old Brother's body following a motorbike accident back in 1978. I was 19, my Dad was away on exercise (RAF) in Nigeria and Mum was out at a party somewhere with friends and couldn't be contacted until the next morning. I was his closest relative so it was down to me. I met a nurse a few years later who was there on that night ; it took her a very long time to get my cries for my brother out of her head ..... Awful times, no counselling, no guidance, some sympathy but the rough type. It did cause a lot of problems further down the line.

About 15 years ago I ended up in the ER with a huge kidney stone that was (unsuccessfully) trying to pass. It was agonizing. They loaded me up on pain killers and I passed out for a while. I was woken up to the most most heartbreaking scream I've ever heard. Apparently the consultation room was right next to where I was laying and someone had just been told they'd lost a loved one. She continued to scream and weep and beg for someone to tell her it was a mistake. I've never heard anyone in so much emotional pain before - it was devastating to listen to. My hat is off to medical professionals who have to break news like that on a regular basis! I can only imagine how much that affects you over time.

Every health care worker should have access to support to prevent occupational illnesses like this one. Not sure why we have this damaging culture in healthcare that assumes everyone becomes superhumanly tough (or numb?) to suffering when handed their degree.

"Keening" :( It's what I did (years ago) without even realising it, when my mother called to tell me my sister had passed.

And this is why we need assisted dying, including for people with dementia who have made an advanced directive. Keeping someone in this state alive serves no one. It's virtue signaling on a societal scale. "Care not killing" should not be placed above "She wouldn't want to live like this."

My aunty died of dementia last September and in a moment of clarity about a week before she passed, she said to her sons how she was over living this awful life and was going to die, she said goodbye and hadn't known who they were for a long time, but did there. There were no signs that she was dying, she had breast cancer and dementia but wasn't end of life. After she said this, she refused to eat or drink (she went back to being confused and not knowing who anyone was) anything from the moment she said she was going to die. It must have been an awful way to go, I hope her dementia and not understanding anything that was going on, helped make dying of starvation/ dehydration slightly less horrific. The only positive from it is that she wasn't suffering. She was trapped in a body that thought she was about 14 and so scared. Dementia is a nasty nasty condition.

This is so terrifying

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I'm sure that is what it felt like. It is how I feel just before a psychotic break.

Death isn't the end, and, yes, heaven is for real. Hell is, too. Live up to your best and transition happy.

Someone cared enough to hold him. We should all be able to die in the arms of someone who cares enough to hold us.

Empathy should be a standard for health care. Unfortunately few are. You are worth your weight in gold.

No training shouldn't have been left alone with any patients. Should have had at least one other worker there with her,.

Alright I’m tapping out I can’t. Love all you pandas. Drink some water. Hug your parent. Have a lovely day.

So sorry dear.

My daughter is a nurse and one that has stayed with her was a 95 year old man that collapsed with a massive heart attack while playing golf. We talk about how lucky he was, to be active and well enough to do the things he loved right up until his death. He and his family didn’t suffer through prolonged illness and fear. That’s the way I’d like to go.

My aunt who was in a facility asked to go out on the porch for a smoke and a Diet Coke. She had both went back to herbed and died. RIP Aunt Beth

I lost both of my grandparents in the span of 18 months. Nana went from "failure to thrive"; after finding out my Grampa's cancer had returned & couldn't be treated, she gave up. It took me a long time to stop being angry at her for wanting to die rather than letting me take care of her as she & Grampa had done for me. (I had young, dumb parents. Grandparents raised me until I was 11. I was the only one in the family who spent time with them after they went into nursing homes & then hospices.) The hardest thing I had to do, was whisper to my Grampa the last night he was still alive: "It's okay, Grampa. You can go. I'll be okay now. I love you." It's been 10 years, and everything except the "I love you" is still a lie.

My mother died at the age of 73 from complications of rheumatoid arthritis.She suffered with the debilitating pain for many years. She was in the ICU and I was there. When she died there wasn’t a wrinkle in her face and she looked beautiful.

I have no words ...a blessed way to go x