This is apparently my year for losing people. First my good friend a few months ago. Now my ex mother in law after a short battle with liver cancer and associated problems, went into kidney failure and had to go to the ICU. With no hope of recovery, today they're going to take her off the ventilator. The family were all there last night to be together and say goodbye. I was with my ex and our daughter. Everyone was glad I came, which was nice.
They're a very religious bunch but lucky for me nobody started praying together while I was there. That's going to be today, I'm sure. They're waiting for the minister to be there before they let her go. If she weren't on morphine and basically unconscious already I would think that was exceptionally cruel to her. But she's in no pain apparently. I hope not anyway.
Just more proof that religion is for the living, not the dead. I'm going to miss the old girl though. A grand old lady and matriarch of her family.
I am so sorry for your losses. And yes, when the prayers start do mental algebra. Makes you look devout and keeps you from laughing or hurling.