No words, and no open eyes either. I just sit there, holding John's hand, telling him how much I love him, praying for some sort of response.
My mum said that when my grandmother died when I was 12, mum and her sisters were with her. Shortly before she died, their mother, who had been more or less unconscious for a couple of days, woke up, smiled at a place behind them, and said to mum's twin "Move up May and let your father sit down." Mum & her sisters got quite a shock, as their dad had died when mum & her twin were 4!My late sister's last words were " It's beautiful, and don't let anyone tell you different" and then she said " Hello" as she smiled and looked into the corner of the room. I have no doubt that she saw someone she knew. She died peacefully some hours later.
I found it a huge comfort to know that someone had come to take her home.x.
Such a sad visit today. John was holding the side where he still has a kidney, the other one having atrophied some years ago. He didn't open his eyes, or murmur, and the staff at the Home suggested that I wait until Christmas Day before deciding whether to join him for dinner or not.
They feel it would be upsetting, as he is being fed, and that's becoming a problem now. Oh dear, everyone was so kind, I had to bite my lip hard. They are going to test his urine tomorrow morning again, as he was wincing in his sleep, and the dreaded UTI may be back.