Our favorite faith writer in town examines commonplace dying thoughts from people who may or may not be whacked out of their minds of pain killers and better off not remembered for their statements.
As usual, TKC credits Socrates with the greatest final statement of all and his immortal question . . . "I drank what?"
You decide: What do we speak of when we're dying? 12-27-16
As usual, TKC credits Socrates with the greatest final statement of all and his immortal question . . . "I drank what?"
You decide: What do we speak of when we're dying? 12-27-16
I want to talk about raising the limit on my credit cards. It's gonna be booze and hookers. Fuck that shit of living a healthy lifestyle and eating kale when your ass is a goner.
ReplyDeleteRipping off Real Genius, you are!
ReplyDeleteI've seen and heard what awful words stages of Alzheimer's can bring. Then, sadly, my family had a few elders who didn't talk ranging from within the final weeks to a couple of years. Not one doctor has been able to answer my question to them: Do you know if someone having Alzheimer's could be trying to communicate while feeling frustrated that no words will form to verbalize aloud when vocalizations have stopped? What a trapped feeling!
ReplyDeleteIt was horrible and sad when dimentia caused my nice mother-in-law to fade for nearly three long years before death at nearly 92. She knew some cuss words to string together at odd times. No joke, we quit praying "Hail, Mary" because we figured she cued it as "hell", and then she let 'er go!
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