Yeah, that's it. He got into a deep coma wednesday afternoon after he fell trying to put on his socks and hit the bed's edge. His brains had a concussion and after a few hours he didn't wake up anymore. Went to hospital emergency aid, but they stated immediately it'd be over. No chance of survival. He, and neither of us really, wanted him to be revived again. He was okay with it. He kind of got over everything and was ready to leave this world.. In peace. We stayed by his side for hours and none of us really slept that night. He survived a lot longer than any of us would've really expected. Doctors said he could easily be gone in a couple of hours. Instead,he didn't leave us for another 33 hours. We all had peace with it. He got in coma while sleeping and didn't suffer from any pain. That's about the best way it can end, now is it not?
But a few hours ago my grammy and mom were by his side when he started to get all nervous. After twenty minutes his heart stopped for sure. Luckily my dad had to get there just in time. It was like he was waiting for my dad before he would die. Or waiting for my grammy and mom to finish their poem. Or just wanted to assure everyone he'd be with us forever. I am in no way religious, but may he rest in peace.
RIP Abram Steenman, 87 years old, whose name got misspelled because his dad was drunk when registering his name. We will love him forever
But a few hours ago my grammy and mom were by his side when he started to get all nervous. After twenty minutes his heart stopped for sure. Luckily my dad had to get there just in time. It was like he was waiting for my dad before he would die. Or waiting for my grammy and mom to finish their poem. Or just wanted to assure everyone he'd be with us forever. I am in no way religious, but may he rest in peace.
RIP Abram Steenman, 87 years old, whose name got misspelled because his dad was drunk when registering his name. We will love him forever