Some people who have been waiting for their "miracle" got it this weekend. Various people I will never know who waited on lists for the the organ that would save their lives got them.
And I have to look at it this way, because otherwise my friend's death makes no sense to me.
On the early morning of July 4th. He was walking up the basement steps at his house. He fell down them. He spent one day in the hospital unresponsive and on life support with severe brain trauma. His family took him off support on the 5th because he was brain dead.
If you knew this guy...I never saw him unhappy. He lived his life to the fullest. He was his father's best friend, always smiling, intolerably funny.
And there is no great lesson about what not to do, or how not to live. He wasn't sick. He isn't "better off now" because he was broken with pain for months with cancer. He wasn't doing something dangerous. Can you imagine someone saying, "You shouldn't walk up stairs, a friend of mine died doing that."
Nope. None of it makes sense and a lot of people are hurting, sad, and even a bit pissed off when someone says "it was just his time to go." A friend of mine said, "When someone told me it was just his time to go. I said, 'bullshit! It wasn't! That's bullshit and I'm pissed off about it'."
Most of us are just sort of shocked still, expecting him to walk into a room.
I took comfort in one thing though. He was an organ donor. Someone got a heart, another one maybe got a liver, someone may have gotten a much needed kidney.
A handful of people and their families are thanking doctors for giving them the chance they needed because this wonderful person died in a freak accident and it is the only thing that makes any of this make sense.
I'm not going to tell you that i think you should be an organ donor. It's a personal choice everyone has to make. I do hope you consider it though. This tragic loss brought other people a chance. What an amazing gift he left.
And I have to look at it this way, because otherwise my friend's death makes no sense to me.
On the early morning of July 4th. He was walking up the basement steps at his house. He fell down them. He spent one day in the hospital unresponsive and on life support with severe brain trauma. His family took him off support on the 5th because he was brain dead.
If you knew this guy...I never saw him unhappy. He lived his life to the fullest. He was his father's best friend, always smiling, intolerably funny.
And there is no great lesson about what not to do, or how not to live. He wasn't sick. He isn't "better off now" because he was broken with pain for months with cancer. He wasn't doing something dangerous. Can you imagine someone saying, "You shouldn't walk up stairs, a friend of mine died doing that."
Nope. None of it makes sense and a lot of people are hurting, sad, and even a bit pissed off when someone says "it was just his time to go." A friend of mine said, "When someone told me it was just his time to go. I said, 'bullshit! It wasn't! That's bullshit and I'm pissed off about it'."
Most of us are just sort of shocked still, expecting him to walk into a room.
I took comfort in one thing though. He was an organ donor. Someone got a heart, another one maybe got a liver, someone may have gotten a much needed kidney.
A handful of people and their families are thanking doctors for giving them the chance they needed because this wonderful person died in a freak accident and it is the only thing that makes any of this make sense.
I'm not going to tell you that i think you should be an organ donor. It's a personal choice everyone has to make. I do hope you consider it though. This tragic loss brought other people a chance. What an amazing gift he left.
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I don't have spiritual platitudes to offer, just sympathy and condolences.
