recently, who made such an impression on me, it's unbelievable. During my recent stay in the uber luxurious Ward D2, I was intriduced to a chap called Philip, in his 70's but full of life and character, and he asked me could I help him out by setting up his patientline service for him. Then he asked me could I help him with his mobile phone, as it was new, he was struggling to do things, could not hear people very well etc etc - again I sorted all that out for him. He thanked me profusely each time he asked me to do something, and alwasy said "i'm sorry to mither you Jim" or words along those lines.
I offered to go to his house and sort his PC for him, and he asked me what I would charge. I merely replied " A good sandwich and a glass of red wine" He accepted my offer.
Philip was let out of hospital the same day as I was, he was just waiting for his lift home when I left and he promised he would ring me.
I had a phone call from his wife saying that he'd taken a turn for the worse, and could I pop round as he wanted me to give him some advice about selling his car - I told his wife I was away for a couple of days but would be back home on sunday, and I would pop round then. She told me that it may be too late then !
I just said a few words to her " Tell him to wait till Sunday, He owes me a sandwich and a glass of red wine" with a giggle she agreed to pass the message on, She then said Phil said he would wait for me first
I turned up on Sunday and sorted out the PC, told him what he should advertise his car for and politely declined the sandwich and a glass of red. He shook my hand and said to me " your a gentleman Jim, one of life's best, and i'll see you in heaven one day where a glass of the finest red and teh best sandwich you will ever have will await you " I merely replied " your on this earth a long time yet, I dont let good people die on me "
Around midnight, I felt this tremedous urge to ring Philip - I knew something was not right. I knew deep down Philip had gone.
I rang Philip's home this morning and spoke to his wife, I asked her how she was and how Philip was - the silence confirmed what I already knew. I just said " Midnight on Sunday "
Philip passed away @ 11.55pm on Sunday evening - He kept his promise to wait till I got there
That day I met a chap who gave me a wonderful insight into his life, and the fact he knew he was dying but was facing it with all the courage he had - I wish I could only ever be that strong in my life
I'll finish by just saying:
Philip, I know you cant read this, you were a gentleman and one of the most interesting people I have had the pleasure to meet in my life, may you Rest In Peace, no more suffering and i'm looking forwward to that sandwich and a glass of the finest red.
Jimbo
I offered to go to his house and sort his PC for him, and he asked me what I would charge. I merely replied " A good sandwich and a glass of red wine" He accepted my offer.
Philip was let out of hospital the same day as I was, he was just waiting for his lift home when I left and he promised he would ring me.
I had a phone call from his wife saying that he'd taken a turn for the worse, and could I pop round as he wanted me to give him some advice about selling his car - I told his wife I was away for a couple of days but would be back home on sunday, and I would pop round then. She told me that it may be too late then !
I just said a few words to her " Tell him to wait till Sunday, He owes me a sandwich and a glass of red wine" with a giggle she agreed to pass the message on, She then said Phil said he would wait for me first
I turned up on Sunday and sorted out the PC, told him what he should advertise his car for and politely declined the sandwich and a glass of red. He shook my hand and said to me " your a gentleman Jim, one of life's best, and i'll see you in heaven one day where a glass of the finest red and teh best sandwich you will ever have will await you " I merely replied " your on this earth a long time yet, I dont let good people die on me "
Around midnight, I felt this tremedous urge to ring Philip - I knew something was not right. I knew deep down Philip had gone.
I rang Philip's home this morning and spoke to his wife, I asked her how she was and how Philip was - the silence confirmed what I already knew. I just said " Midnight on Sunday "
Philip passed away @ 11.55pm on Sunday evening - He kept his promise to wait till I got there
That day I met a chap who gave me a wonderful insight into his life, and the fact he knew he was dying but was facing it with all the courage he had - I wish I could only ever be that strong in my life
I'll finish by just saying:
Philip, I know you cant read this, you were a gentleman and one of the most interesting people I have had the pleasure to meet in my life, may you Rest In Peace, no more suffering and i'm looking forwward to that sandwich and a glass of the finest red.
Jimbo
