Dying Man’s daily Journal – I am dying but I am still just me

Blogging friend Hilary brought up an excellent point, in the comment I just read.
People are afraid of death, or more likely the uncertainty of what lies beyond. Believe me I can understand that, I have been trying to come to terms with it for years now. I am sort of awed when I look back and realize it is almost 10 years since I first heard the “dying” word and the 2 years if you are lucky. I have found very few doctors willing to give any guesstimates. The last one back in I think it was January gave me days, maybe weeks but not months. Phooey is all I have to say to that, I am still here.
When I first heard those words, it did rock my world. I spent a lot of time reading about my particular heart issues and about death, after life all that sort of thing. I started the blog as I was nearing the end of that original 2 year time frame. Yes at one point I was even counting down the days. Thankfully I got over that silliness.
In all that reading I was doing it became very obvious death and dying are taboo subjects. I would guess possibly the most taboo of all subjects. We don’t want to talk about it or even think about it, until it jumps up and smacks us in the face and there is no avoiding it. It then puts us into almost something like shock and often at a lose as to what to do or even what to say.
What to say? Here I am thinking along the lines of what to say to the terminal patient.
Now yes we are dealing with our own pain and grief but I think that may even compounded or at least complicated when we become tongue tied or at a lose for words. I mean, to face a loved one that is dying. What can I possibly say?
Now I can only speak for myself here. I am still me, I have not changed as a person. OK, I have this medical issue going on, but that doesn’t change who I am. We can talk about the same things we would have before. I don’t need to hear any profound words of wisdom to “ease my burden”, I don’t think there are any such words. Make me feel special or that I am important enough to you that you are choosing to spend time with me