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My uncle died. 42 years old

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compudog

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I don't really care. I mean, for the past 10 years he was nothing more than a waste of air. Drinking, in and out of rehab. A shell of a human being. He has two kids from a woman he had been living with. I guess it all started after high school, he joined the Air Force and was honorably discharged because of an old injury to his hip. He couldn't make it through boot camp. When he returned, he went from one job to another. He became hyper-paranoid, rarely going outside because he was afraid, truly afraid of people looking at him. Not like agorophobia, just paranoia. He tried getting psych help. Tried getting alcohol abuse help. But he just kept on the same routine. Then, a few years ago, his mother (my gram) had a heart attack. He never went to see her. She got better, came home and he kept up his same routine. I seriously think it was because of him she had her second and third heart attacks. Finally, both of his parents were in a hursing home. He still never went to see them. Well, tommorow is his funeral. Both of his parents will be there. I don't think my mom (his sister) and the rest of their siblings should bring my grandparents to the funeral. My grandfather (his dad) is completely senile and won't remember anything and my grandmother might finally pass away with all of the grief.

No one expected something like this. We never expected either of my grandparents to make it this far. Maybe this is what they have been waiting for?
 
I had an uncle die when he was 42 as well. He was very much out of shape and die of heart problems. It was a bit different for me (I was 14) as he was close to the family and his son (my cousin) was a very good friend of mine. Hard times.
 
Apparently he overdid it with Cardizem that was prescribed for high blood pressure, washed it all down with quite a few beers, called the ambulance to take him to the hospital (he was a frequent-flyer) and they checked him in. The next morning, they staff went to wake him, and when he got up from bed, he crumpled to the floor with a heart attack. The hospital staff didn't know about the Cardizem. They ended up flying him to a specialized trauma center. He never regained conciousness. He was pronounced dead on Wednesday by a neurologist. The saddest thing to me is it is such a waste. He had potential (as we all do.)
 
Sad..but typical of alcoholics and druggies. They are among the most selfish people around. And will take advantage of everybody around them. And will constantly rationalize their destructive behaviour. Sorry you lost an uncle..but be glad it's over. Good luck to ya....
 
My uncle died, last year I think and I am still sad. He was 46 I think. He did not live his life in the most conservative way, but I assure you that I loved him no less and possibly even more than anyone else. He had a good heart and that was all that mattered to me.
 
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