The end of Auntie Marienne

Marzeus von Hemelen By Marzeus von Hemelen, 24th Oct 2015 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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"Let's go then!", I say as I come into the West Wing to fetch Mother, so we can work on our children's DVD Whiskers & Flappy.

Father in their kitchen hears me and calls, "Auntie Marienne is deceased".

Steele-Richardson-Olszewski disease sufferer dies.

Mother is looking sad. We decide not to work today. I touch her on the shoulder and try to console her.

She tells me yesterday Auntie Marienne had one of her many routine falls, of course from her suffering from Steele-Richardson Olszewski disease.

After getting stitches at the hospital, the doctor gave her a sleeping pill and advised her to go home, drink it and rest.

This morning she never woke up again.

This may sound like a cliché, but sad as it is it's also a comfort knowing her suffering is over. It's been probably about 15 to 20 years now that she has lived with Steele-Richardson-Olszewski disease, falling so many times every day and getting hurt and broken and bleeding and battered and deteriorated by the day that one can probably not even possibly imagine the suffering and indignity of it all.

Auntie René comes to visit for breakfast, to talk to Father about Auntie Marienne's affairs. There were still so many things that Auntie Marienne said she'd like to change about her will, that Father and Uncle Gus had to help her with since they assisted with her affairs.

Some of the things were kind of silly to us. It entailed dividing her money among so many organizations and of course her three children and other 3rdp parties and friends, that all would really get a miniscule amount. Still, that's what she wanted, and they were going to change her will as soon as they would see each other again.

Now of course, they won't. So none of the changes she wanted will be enforcable now.

Good thing there is a signed and ready last will and testament at least. I imagine many people don't get those sort of affairs in order because they think they still have time.

Anyway, my heart is still breaking when I think about Auntie Marienne. She was a good person and didn't deserve any of the suffering life had dealt her.

I hope she's in a place, free of her crock of an earthbound diseased-ruined body, and will be happy forever where she finds herself now.



Death, Disease, Parkinsons, Steele-Richardson-Olszewski, Steele-Richardson-Olszewski Disease, Syndrome

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I like eggs for breakfast. I live on top of a hill inside a beautiful but old dwelling complex. I like to take life in through my senses and then give feedback through my writing.

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