I've got those "Whisper-how-I'm-better-than-I-think-but-what-do-you-know?" Blues, That "Why-do-you-keep-telling-me-I-stink-when-I-adore-you?" Feeling. That "Say-I'm-all-the-world-to-you-you're-out-of-your-mind- I-know-there's-someone-else-and-I-could-kiss-your-behind," Those "You-say-I'm-terrific-but-your-taste-was-always-rotten" Feelings, Those "Go-away-I-need-you," "Come-to-me-I'll-kill-you," "Darling-I'll-do-anything-to-keep-you-with-me-till-you- Tell-me-that-you-love-me-oh-you-did-now-beat-it-will-you?" Blues!
Well it's too bad. I thought she was going to pull through. But, it's best for her to slip away quietly. Maybe we can all chip in and get the Beech for a memorial?
I think you need not worry. I'm sure the good people at the Beechman will be on it should the time come.
My thoughts are with Melissa. In some ways, it's a much easier decision to let someone go than to try to put their body through more than is necessary...or is worth. I never really consider it a tragedy when someone with a long, fruitful life comes to the end of the road. I just say 'Brava.'
Robbie-I'd say brava except she had no pre-existing conditions going into this. The clinic messed up on a very routine procedure. And what's potentially scary is that Broadway and operatic performers have this done a lot. I mean this could have happened to anyone. I'm not convinced age was a factor here. All indications were that she had no health issues going in. I'm guessing the inspectors will release their findings.
Sure 81 is good (my two grandmothers are older-one is old enough to be her mom), but it feels like something was off.
dreaming, I hope you are a lawyer and can lead the lawsuit team.
And speaking of dreaming, all the talk from this thread caused me to have a dream in which I (and many of you) were in that audience at the Laurie Beechman. Joan was pushed onstage in a wheel chair ("Enter Rolling! You always said I was a bitch on wheels! You don't know!"). Her hair was long and white. She had on Dr. Scholls. I was expecting ADA-compliant humor and then I woke up. I noted the time so I could freak out if I logged on here and found out that she had died at that moment and came to haunt me in my sleep.
"Enter Rolling! You always said I was a bitch on wheels! You don't know!"
HAHAHAHAHA. Best one yet.
It's certainly possible that the clinic was at fault in some way. And I don't agree with Pal Joey that these's anything vaguely anti-Semitic in suggesting that a law suit would be appropriate if the clinic was at fault. But why don't we let that play out in its own way in its own time?
I'm not a lawyer but I work in the field. I am also very familiar with this procedure (I haven't had it myself, but a grandmother with COPD sure has-and she's still here). If someone is to blame, I just want to see them unable to harm anyone else.
My thoughts and prayers to Melissa. Maybe she can find solace in how much joy her mom brought to others.