Can a Dying Person Choose When to Die

@z_graeden once again.. How have you been? I hope everyone's fine..

I missed my late grandparents and I thought to write about this one..

They have been our babysitter especially our grandpa who was so kind towards us.. However, he has an ailment that would need hospitalization whenever it gets worse.

I could still remember praying for him whenever he was at the hospital.After three or four days of hospital stay, he would be back home well and good again.

Am a brave skinny little girl back then.One time he got hospitalized again,I was 10yr old I think, my mother ask me to look after him at the hospital,so I did. While he was lying on his bed after his dinner,I was at the foot of his bed near the window reading my school notes which I brought with me. I had not noticed him staring on the wall above the window when he finally said in our dialect, "No,I won't. My grandchild is with me.I feel sorry for them if I leave now.Go.Now go." I thought he was just talking when I gaze at him,I felt goosebumps but I did not feel afraid so I asked him, "Lolo, what are you saying?" "They are leaving now," he answered back yet he was saying something I can't understand. I was not able to get to sleep properly until morning comes. He woke up and told me to go home and attend school. I said I can't 'cause no one had not come yet to be with him. But he insisted, so I hurriedly boarded the first trip bus.I was late to enter school but I still attended. But before that, I went home and told my mom about our lolo talking to nobody and what he said. She hurriedly went to see him.

After 3 years he passed away., But before he died he was again hospitalized. I was again the one assigned to look after him on his 1st day at the hospital. As young as I was, I got bored at the middle of the day. I asked him if he could manage so that I can go home a little bit. So he said, "yes, no worries just be back later so that I have someone to run errands." This time we were living at the poblacion in town, a walking distance from the hospital. I left him well and good, he regained his vigor after all those dextrose and medications were given.

Up until now, I felt guilty for leaving him that time. After I left, he was transferred to another room and he got worse. We were taught to ask the nurse everytime they come to his room and give his injectable medications, thats why we knew what are those supposed to be given at a specific time. In my absence,I don't know if they have injected him something that made his condition worse at a very short span of time. It got worst by the day until they brought him home to our village because they said there's no more chance of him to get better. I was not at his death bed for I was left with my little brothers to look after and that it was school days.

My late grandmother was left with us.Years later, she suffered from heat stroke.She was also hospitalized but there's no chance she will get well,the doctors said.She was unconscious. So we brought her home, along with some oxygen tanks as her life support. Days passed and she was getting worst, her extremities no longer respond to some approach, and her eyes no longer open. Some said to take off her oxygen support but her children can't.. Elders performed rituals in an attempt to make her leave in peace and to end her suffering because they said she has nobody to wait for because all her children are there.

Rituals performed but she was still breathing faintly..My older brother then came home from school. He was attending school at another municipality and would only come home at the weekends. He entered her room where my mother and others were with our lola. He held her hand and talk with her. After some time he felt the urge to pee, so he left the room but he was not yet at the stairs when my mother saw the oxygen's humidifier bottle stop boiling, an indicator she no longer is breathing.

They said that it was him she was waiting so she can finally depart.

It can often appear that a dying person can choose the moment when to die. There are chance that we die near or on our birthday. Some dying people choose to die alone, they can wait when everyone's left the room even for the slightest of time.

On the contrary, some choose to die with the presence of relatives or friends whom they know can cope with it. Perhaps,it has something to do with emotions why they wait for that someone, atleast waiting for that someone to come at their deathbed before they breath their last would settle some unmentioned words or emotions or unsettled things they like to say in the past.

Do you happen to encounter such or anybody you knew who died like that..?

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