Hi everyone haven't been on for some time, and I am only now able to tell you what has happened..
I was called to the hospital on Sunday 24th April. My brother had been unwell that morning vomiting, which unfortunately went into his lungs and he was unable to breath on his own. They rushed him to CCU, placed him into an induced sleep and attached him to machines supplying medication. We were obviously in shock, but, were optimistic he would fight back as he had done previous times.
I was called again early Wednesday morning, telling me he was not good and the family should be called. We spent the day with him, and left at 5pm only for me to get another call at 6pm to go back to the hospital. We were told by the Doctor that he was already on the highest doses of meds, and even if he had a heart attack they would be unable to supply anything else to help. He therefore wanted us to approve him having the meds stopped. As each medication finished, it was not refreshed, the final one ended, and, he passed peacefully 15 minutes later.
The funeral service was on Monday (9th) I think he would have been pleased with the one we arranged for him. A really true Elvis fan, we started with 'I Believe'. followed by a reading from John 4 1-6. My brother did the Eulogy of us growing up together, and I read 'Footprints'. One of his favourites. The organist played 'To be a Pilgrim' as we all placed red roses on his coffin. The service continued with The Lord's Prayer, The committal and final prayers, then 'Abide with me'. Finishing with a final Elvis song If I Can Dream.
The flowers were lovely, I had a motorbike, my daughter a helmet, to celebrate his motorbike days at the Ace Café. My brother and I had a coffin wreath of Red Roses. white lilies and gyp, it was beautiful. One of his name from my brother. Uncle from my daughter in Florida, Pillows, and others from Family and Friends. So pleased he had everyone there with him for his final journey.
Our final thing to do for him will be another service next week, to have the casket of his ashes, interred in the grave of our parents, which he always wanted.
I am now clearing his flat, which is upsetting. Completely devastated. It has all happened so quickly. Still trying to get our heads around it. I thought we had many more years together.
M xxx
I was called to the hospital on Sunday 24th April. My brother had been unwell that morning vomiting, which unfortunately went into his lungs and he was unable to breath on his own. They rushed him to CCU, placed him into an induced sleep and attached him to machines supplying medication. We were obviously in shock, but, were optimistic he would fight back as he had done previous times.
I was called again early Wednesday morning, telling me he was not good and the family should be called. We spent the day with him, and left at 5pm only for me to get another call at 6pm to go back to the hospital. We were told by the Doctor that he was already on the highest doses of meds, and even if he had a heart attack they would be unable to supply anything else to help. He therefore wanted us to approve him having the meds stopped. As each medication finished, it was not refreshed, the final one ended, and, he passed peacefully 15 minutes later.
The funeral service was on Monday (9th) I think he would have been pleased with the one we arranged for him. A really true Elvis fan, we started with 'I Believe'. followed by a reading from John 4 1-6. My brother did the Eulogy of us growing up together, and I read 'Footprints'. One of his favourites. The organist played 'To be a Pilgrim' as we all placed red roses on his coffin. The service continued with The Lord's Prayer, The committal and final prayers, then 'Abide with me'. Finishing with a final Elvis song If I Can Dream.
The flowers were lovely, I had a motorbike, my daughter a helmet, to celebrate his motorbike days at the Ace Café. My brother and I had a coffin wreath of Red Roses. white lilies and gyp, it was beautiful. One of his name from my brother. Uncle from my daughter in Florida, Pillows, and others from Family and Friends. So pleased he had everyone there with him for his final journey.
Our final thing to do for him will be another service next week, to have the casket of his ashes, interred in the grave of our parents, which he always wanted.
I am now clearing his flat, which is upsetting. Completely devastated. It has all happened so quickly. Still trying to get our heads around it. I thought we had many more years together.
M xxx
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