Too many people die feeling betrayed, sad, scared, and alone. Caring for a loved one on their deathbed is especially hard on the living, who are there to hear their final words.
After Redditor Joannes_Corner asked the online community, "What is the scariest thing someone has said while lying on the death bed?" people lined up to share stories about family members, friends, and acquaintances whose final hours shocked, unnerved, or saddened them as they prepared to exit this life.
"Before my grandpa..."
Before my grandpa passed away, he handed a letter to me, and most of the other members in our family. Inside was a bunch of characters and logograms we didn't recognize. We tried for weeks trying to see if it had patterns or was like another writing system. We never figured it out, but I still wonder what he meant to say, or if he just went crazy...
My grandmother recently passed. It's wasn't as scary as it was haunting but, she would repeatedly say "Please help me, I don't wanna die."
"Then a few years later..."
On two separate occasions with two separate relatives I visited just before they passed away they thought I was their mother. My grandfather knew I was me when I was holding my infant nephew to see him, but when I gave him back to my sister my grandfather started calling me mom and talking to me as if that's who I was. Then a few years later my aunt died and she knew who I was for a few minutes and then started calling me mom and acting like I was my grandma. I realize that two times is a small pattern but it's feels eerie.
"Once I processed..."
When I was 6, my parent took me and younger brother (4) to visit my grandmother in the hospital. We all sat with her and my parents chatted with her for a while, and then it was time to go. Being kids and knowing that Gramma was sick, but not really understanding that Gramma wasn't going to be getting better, I asked her if she would play with us tomorrow, thinking she'd be better by then. She sat up a bit and beckoned me over and hugged me as she said "One day soon, we will be able to play together forever and ever."
She died that night.
Once I processed that Gramma was actually gone, I remembered what she said and began having nightmares about dying. It terrified me that my wise Gramma thought I was gonna die soon. Throughout my childhood, I felt chills run down my spine, every time I thought of that.
As an adult, I know what she meant. And while I'm an atheist and I don't believe in any afterlife, I kind hope I'm wrong. I'd like to play with Gramma one more time.
"A family member of mine..."
A family member of mine passed away less than a week ago and the last time I saw him he just said: "I know this is it. " And he just looked defeated and even when we told him no, and that he has to fight I could see it in him that he had already given up. He was only 60 and I don't think a man his age should just die like that but he was so sure of his death that it indeed was scary and I'm brokenhearted now when he's gone.
"Help me," my father pleaded.
"I used to volunteer..."
I used to volunteer for a program at a local hospital that made sure that no one died alone. So if someone had no family or if their health had taken a sudden turn for the worse and no one had arrived to be with them yet you'd sit with them and talk if they were able. Most people don't have very coherent last words per se, not that I've seen.
Mostly they just beg for pain medicine and talk about how much pain they're in until the nurses give them enough pain medicine, because nothing short of that even touches their pain. They drift in and out of consciousness just babbling, hurting, pleading. There's nothing particularly mind blowing or philosophical about it in my experience, death is stupid, it's boring, of the two, life is the one with value.
"After he was gone..."
My grandfather was older then my grandmother by 20 something years.
He had Alzheimers and most of the time being a complete jerk to her. He would think that his wife left him and this is another woman and always talked to me as to my father and to my little brother as to me.
When he was dying he talked with people that has been long gone, and that was really frightening. And when he was clearly abandoning this world he asked my grandma to hug him and he said "sorry and thanks" and he died just like that. After he was gone, tears shed from his eyes. Grandma said that it was "normal" him those last seconds.
"This happened in a hospital room..."
The day before she died, my grandmother kept asking who the man next to her bed was.
This happened in a hospital room and the only other person with her was my aunt who kept telling her nobody was there but grandma was SURE somebody was because she could see "his shadow and feel his presence."
"Close to the end..."
Used to work in a care facility. Close to the end, one guy shouted, "Call 911! or get me a glass of water." Another guy wanted us to call the sheriff and let them know that he was one of the Murphy girls that went missing back in the day. We asked his daughter if she knew what that meant and she had no clue.