Recently, my grandfather passed away. This is how his life ended. He had history of heart disease and high blood pressure. One day, he woke up from bed, he felt ill, he was also becoming weak and tired. He couldn't speak coherently. He sat on his couch to rest. When he was resting, he slowly lost consciousness. My relative tried to wake him up and but he was no responsive so he called 911. The paramedics came and they immediately sent him to the nearest Hospital. In the hospital, my grandpa was put on life support. The doctors noticed that his heart was damaged by a heart attack. and his organs were failing. They injected him with a drug that prevents his arteries from being clogged, and he was also hooked to a machine that gave him the ability to breath. The doctors then performed two surgeries to repair his failing organs. Those two surgeries didnt work. The doctors ran out of options to save his life. They realized that it was too late to save his life so they called my family to say that nothing can done to save him. My family then make the decision to let him die in the hospital. Before he was taken off life support, I made one last visit. I walked into his room, and he saw me but he couldn't move or speak because the heart attack paralyzed him. I looked him straight in the eyes and I said to him, "we'll miss you" he had a sad look on his face, he wanted to say something to me but he couldnt. Before I walked out of his room, my final words to him were "goodbye" the day after that, he was taken off life support and passed away in his hospital bed.
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