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Topics => The Departed => Topic started by: John Florida on September 27, 2015, 09:07:35 AM

Title: My friend George.
Post by: John Florida on September 27, 2015, 09:07:35 AM
  Last Monday started with the usual 8:30 meeting and pep talk from management which ended about 9:15 nothing new there.  The and week started with the usual running around to clean up paperwork for all of us.

   About 1:30 I noticed that Vinnie and George were missing and asked one of the guys where they ran off to before management notices that they're gone.   I was told that George wasn't feeling well and Vinnie forced him to go to a walk in clinic seconds before I was asking where they were.

    I called Vinnie to find out where he was taking him and where he took him to is the same group my wife works for and that he was just walking in to the place.  I hung up and called the place and one of the women I do know answered and I told her that he was there and we didn't know if he was having a stroke or a heart attack.   She told  me that she was on it and not to worry.

 Later I found out that he was in in seconds after the call and that his blood pressure was through the roof and had been given drugs to lower it and an IV was started and an Ambulance took him to a local hospital as they suspected a stroke was eminent.


   Vinnie went to the hospital and came back to the dealership by 4:00  I left at 5:00 and went to the hospital to find him in the ER waiting for more tests to be run.  Minutes later he was taken for another test and was back in 15 minutes and we were waiting for someone to give us the results.

  We sat talking for what seemed to be forever and he suddenly started to have facial distortions and his speech was way off.  I went to get help and was getting ignored by staff till the doctor that checked him earlier noticed what was going on and he called a code for a stroke in the ER.

  After seeing that and that I wasn't going to be able to get near him for a long time I left the hospital completely freaked out by the sight of him falling apart in front of my eyes.  Nest day (Tues)  we all started to visit him all day taking turns.

   I knew he has a sister in NC but nothing else about her. I started looking through his employee records and insurance application as we had just signed up with a new company but he had nothing in there that was of any help at all.

   Richard was at the hospital and I had him go threw his phone and ask who was who in his phone book till he got me a name and number.


   Called and got her so I could give the news and the location of hospital and Ph #.   Sometime early Weds he had another massive stroke which left him  a total mess with a brain swelling  on the right side.   I got a call from the hospital telling me that I needed to get there because they needed decisions made as to how to proceed with his care.

   I told them to get ahold of his sister the nurse informed me that his sister had made me proxy and that I would be the one to make the choices. She did this without even calling me and asking me if I would do it!!!!   Driving to the hospital I was frantically calling her and got no answer I thought she was on her way down to be with her brother and that was the reason for not answering the phone.

    I get there and the surgeon filled me in with his condition and the choices I had but wanted to make one more attempt at talking to his sister,he called and no answer.

  Being put in a position like that was more pressure than I have ever had on me in my life. Choosing a surgery that might save his life and might not and if he did live he would be paralyzed left side the rest of his life was one hell of a choice to make for anyone and having it dumped on me was almost more than I could take and the pressure was mounting as time was short and every eye in that room was staring at me to make the call.

     I decided for life and the O R was being prepped for him. The phone rang at the nurses station and it was his sister and as the surgeon was talking to her I could see it in his eyes that she stopped the surgery!!  She told him that she had to talk to her other sister that I knew nothing about and that she would call back at which point the surgeon told her she had 15 minutes to call cause he had on O R waiting.

  My phone rings and she informed me that she was not sure that he would want that but she was calling her sister in N.Y.  I at that point didn't care to hear her any more started to leave that hospital. What was killing me was he clinical tone and she attitude was like ice just cold as it could be.  My thought went to,she doesn't want to take care of him.

   She called to tell me that they had decided not to save him and I was to do nothing that might help him.  She called later to tell me that she had revoked my proxy and asked if I could help get rid of his car and if I knew an estate lawyer that she could hire.   Remember that he was still alive at that point.  That call only confirmed to me that I was right about her.

   She called again to tell me that they would arrive on Thurs. and needed directions to his house and if I had a lawyer and directions to the hospital,in that order.

   The guys started going to the hospital to say their goodbyes to George. As they were coming back one by one they told me that the entire nursing staff was asking each of them it they were John?  I had no idea what that was all about.

  When I got to the hospital I asked why they wanted me??   All they wanted to do was meet the guy that tried to save his friends life and how sorry they were that his sisters stopped me. And how impressed they were with to constant parade of people that was in and out of his room. And how many of us prayed with and for him. And how we all stuck by our friend.

   During the day I decided to get a Priest in there to give him his last rights. If I could not save his life I could do something about his soul.

  She called Thursday night to tell me that they could not be there till Friday as if I cared.   It was too late on Friday for George  as his brain activity had stopped and that he was only being kept going by machines at that point.  The sister arrived and they had the support system turned off and that was the end of George.

   I had been calling their next move to the guys at work before they made it and I was right on every move right down to there was NOT going to be a service and that he would be cremated and that they would have ashes shipped by UPS to NC and spread somewhere and that would be the end.

  George was 59 and had nobody other than his sisters and this is how it ended for him. He was never married and had no kids. It was him us and his cat that he named Cat.

  His home will be sold his other properties will be sold and the "loving" sisters will devide up the money and spread his ashes someplace(I hope)and that is the story of one mans end after 59 years.

  Thanks for reading this I just needed to vent.  Pray for George.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Alphabet Soup on September 27, 2015, 11:20:00 AM
Thank you for being a friend to George (and me as well).

I have (had) a sister like that. Thank God I cut her out of my life.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: AlanS on September 27, 2015, 11:31:54 AM
Wow! That was some story! Our hearts and prayers go out to you and George.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: AmericanPatriot on September 27, 2015, 11:33:15 AM
Times like these make me glad I am an only child.

Quite often, I see families like this

Thank you for being George's friend.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Pandora on September 27, 2015, 12:03:18 PM
John, you did the good, strong and true thing for him and I'm sorry it didn't work out better for George ... and for you.  Hard enough to have a poor belief in some people affirmed as the correct position.

I only hope if Gunsmith or I are ever in need for someone to step in on our behalf, someone like you will be there.

RIP, George.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: ToddF on September 27, 2015, 06:59:15 PM
Claiming his stuff before he was even passed.   ::pullhair::

Sounds like you were more family for the poor guy than the actual family. 

RIP
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: John Florida on September 27, 2015, 08:11:51 PM
  Thanks to all of you.  But I do have to say that this mess brought out the best in a bunch of cold hearted car salesmen.  They prayed and cried and were angry at all the right times.

   The same bunch of aholes that argue over nothing and everything came together to support their friend. Are still walking around sad and pissed off all at the same time.  Tomorrow is a new week and I will have to do something at the meeting to turn this mood around for my own good.   
 
 I can't take it any more,25/30 calls a day asking for news only to hear that he's not getting better HE'S BRAIN DEAD!!  And I need a break.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: John Florida on September 27, 2015, 08:13:17 PM
John, you did the good, strong and true thing for him and I'm sorry it didn't work out better for George ... and for you.  Hard enough to have a poor belief in some people affirmed as the correct position.

I only hope if Gunsmith or I are ever in need for someone to step in on our behalf, someone like you will be there.

RIP, George.

  Careful what you wish for(it's sauce)
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Pandora on September 27, 2015, 09:47:20 PM
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... (it's sauce)

There's our guy!

I'll getcha later when you're feeling better.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: IronDioPriest on September 27, 2015, 10:05:19 PM
What a heartwrenching and infuriating story. Those bitches.

I offer prayers of thanks to God for your kind soul John.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Libertas on September 28, 2015, 11:46:38 AM
Wow, just...wow.  I am glad George had a better friend than family, you did good John. 

RIP George.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Glock32 on September 28, 2015, 01:42:55 PM
I am sorry you had to deal with such a sad situation.  But you are to be commended for how you handled it.  It's hard to believe how detached, clinical, and self-serving people can be, even about their own flesh and blood.  My dad has stories like that, from emergency calls he went out on as a fireman.  He told me a story about a man who had a massive heart attack and dropped dead, and how the man's son was literally stepping over his father's body while on the phone with a lawyer to begin estate proceedings.  I just can't fathom how people can be like that.

You did your friend a great service and tried to be his advocate when he could not be his own.  Do you know what will be done with his cat?  I think if you or coworkers could help find the cat a good home that would be something your friend would like.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: John Florida on September 28, 2015, 05:47:04 PM
I am sorry you had to deal with such a sad situation.  But you are to be commended for how you handled it.  It's hard to believe how detached, clinical, and self-serving people can be, even about their own flesh and blood.  My dad has stories like that, from emergency calls he went out on as a fireman.  He told me a story about a man who had a massive heart attack and dropped dead, and how the man's son was literally stepping over his father's body while on the phone with a lawyer to begin estate proceedings.  I just can't fathom how people can be like that.

You did your friend a great service and tried to be his advocate when he could not be his own.  Do you know what will be done with his cat?  I think if you or coworkers could help find the cat a good home that would be something your friend would like.

 The cat is going to a no kill shelter here locally.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: John Florida on September 28, 2015, 05:48:28 PM
  Once again thanks to all of you for your support.  I try to do the right thing all the time my problem is that there are no grey areas I only see black and white.  Maybe I'm not so smart.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: warpmine on September 28, 2015, 08:50:25 PM
John, you have proven beyond measurable doubt yo have a kind soul. Sorry that you had to go through this. The story is gut wrenching and touched my heart. George certainly had a good advocate in you. As for his revolting family, Perhaps George will give them a good old fashioned haunting.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Pandora on September 28, 2015, 09:02:13 PM
  Once again thanks to all of you for your support.  I try to do the right thing all the time my problem is that there are no grey areas I only see black and white.  Maybe I'm not so smart.

O rly?  You look pretty smart to me from here.  And I tend to agree about the lack of grey; grey is the smudge, fogging up the right and wrong, which is there in everything, always.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Libertas on September 30, 2015, 06:46:10 PM
I told my father about this, he said he did good too.  People should feel fortunate to have you for a friend.  I know everyone here does.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: ChrstnHsbndFthr on September 30, 2015, 11:44:53 PM
John, for what it is worth, I hurt with you. If we had more like you and fewer of the evil sisters, the world might still be worth saving.  But, I fear that is not the case. Some days I just look to the sky and wonder when the fire and brimstone is coming upon us.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: John Florida on October 01, 2015, 09:06:58 AM
  The sisters texted me last night saying that I could go into the house and take what I want.  This came after his death announcement n the local papers that was put in by the funeral home in charge of cremating the body.   It just stated that he had died and his name and the date of death and nothing else.  No family members mentioned in it??  Just shows how much family he does have.    NONE!!!The funny part is that they flew down and were talking about flying out but suddenly drove home?? I wonder what they took that need a car to drive home?

     This whole thing just stinks to high heaven.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Libertas on October 01, 2015, 09:28:58 AM
I just don't understand it, I have seen a lot of this with other people...still, it just reeks of low-class trash to me...and this behavior crosses socio-economic lines, it isn't just in families with lots of money...

Just more detritus we can chock up to progressive rot...

Sad and frustrating, but it goes with the times...
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: Pandora on October 01, 2015, 10:35:16 AM
  The sisters texted me last night saying that I could go into the house and take what I want.  This came after his death announcement n the local papers that was put in by the funeral home in charge of cremating the body.   It just stated that he had died and his name and the date of death and nothing else.  No family members mentioned in it??  Just shows how much family he does have.    NONE!!!The funny part is that they flew down and were talking about flying out but suddenly drove home?? I wonder what they took that need a car to drive home?

     This whole thing just stinks to high heaven.

Maybe they found the safe but couldn't get it open, so they carried it home to work on it there.

It does stink, JF.
Title: Re: My friend George.
Post by: ToddF on October 02, 2015, 07:26:22 AM
I don't even pretend to want to understand what drives fully half this country, anymore.  The 51% truly is an alien world, now.