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My husband died in hospital 16 years ago. He had been ill for some time. On the night he died, he phoned me-just before mid-night-to say he didn't feel'well' and can I go to him now. I drove to the hospital-half hour away-went to his bedside,he gave me a smile and I held his hand.He passed away at that moment.I know he waited for me to go to him and gave him the 'peace' to let go.That memory stays in my thoughts, and I am so glad that we were able to say 'good-bye' The nursing staff were very kind.
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