Yesterday my sister died of Coronavirus. She was 62 years old, she had her jags, didn’t smoke or drink, wore her mask, washed her hands, kept her distance. She had a kidney transplant 7 years ago so was immuno-suppressed, her only contact was her family.
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Her death was a slow and painful process of minute by minute gasping for breath despite 100% oxygen. She was frightened, she panicked when no air could be found. She couldn’t even lift her arms. She didn’t want to die.
This disease devastates the body.
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This disease devastates the body.
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My heart is broken, her children, her husband, all devastated and now, before Christmas, we have a funeral. The best gift this Christmas is staying safe for all your family. Now I will isolate, just to stay safe.
Part of me died with her. The only gift I could give her was a kidney. So it was 7 years ago. It was a perfect match and she thrived thereafter. She never even asked for the kidney. We both just knew it would be. She never wanted to die. Part of me truly died yesterday.
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