Farrah and Michael Jackson. I have spent the past few days as a voyeur. I just can't stop looking, or reading about both these two iconic people who have left this world. No one could avoid the media blitz when the King of Pop turned weirdo Michael Jackson died. But tragically, dear Farrah's passing was almost overshadowed.I have been moved by the the documentary Farrah's story, a very bold and revealing view into the true struggles of the cancer patient. How brave of her to show it. We see her defiantly attempting to fight a disease that took control with a vengeance. She seeks out every possible treatment with hope, only to have each one dashed with news that the tumors come back. The pain and anguish on her face crushes her spirit. But she rises each and every time like a phoenix to try again. It was heartwrenching to me to watch her at her last Christmas of 2008, celebrating her last new year of 2009 watching the crystal ball at Times square and celebrating her last birthday in February. By late April she was bedfast. Hugging her son for the last time.
I just couldn't stop watching. My heart broke for Ryan O'Neal who loved her so. We will miss you Farrah. You gave women a powerful voice in your films, The Burning Bed and Extremities. You were indeed an angel.
As for Michael. A trainwreck waiting to happen. I agree with Lisa Marie . . . .he knew his fate. What astounds me is how did all these people around him, just stand there and let it happen? How could an MD, a cardiologist no less, not a pain management doc. . . inject him with Demerol knowing the poly-pharmacy on board. The last injection was at 11:30. The 911 call was at 12:21. He gave it and walked away. Jacko quit breathing. Autopsy? No need.
My diagnosis on record: respiratory arrest leading to cardiac arrest. No doubt in my mind.
What a dingleberry doc that he was giving CPR on a bed! Glad that cnn continues to report that the 911 dispatcher had to tell "doc" to put the patient on a hard surface, maybe the floor? Duh. . . . Wow . . .Michael never had a chance under that care. He was spiraling out of control. It was his destiny. Now maybe his record sales will pay his debt. I respect his talent. Absolutely. I cannot accept his lifestyle choices.
Icons. . . . gone. Life is short. Seize the day!
5 comments:
Interesting....a woman who PLAYS an abused woman is a hero, but a man who changed the world of music and pressed for diversity GOT what was coming to him.
Sounds like we should quit dating co-workers, leave the past behind us, and once and for all get off the cross.
Wake up C
Wake up C? Who is C?
I guess that would make sense. You posted your (very proud) picture last year on this web site and now want to redirect who you are.
Tip: DON'T POST YOUR PICTURE IF YOU DONT WANT TO BE RECOGNIZED!!!
Post Scriptum: Those of us you work/worked with will all agree, you've always cared more about Christine then you have ANY patient. Griping and complaining about how you've been mistreated in and out of work.
Please resign...seriously, you've hurt enough of people.
Wow...who the hell is Christine? I sure ain't!!!! LMAO. Um...ya got the wrong nurse buddy!
I respect his talent. Absolutely. I cannot accept his lifestyle choices.
Concur. Aptly put, ma'am.
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