I suspect except if we go in our sleep, we all die alone. I watched my grandma drown in her own lungs for hours as her family all stood around telling her she’d done a good job and she could let go.

I don’t know if it gave her any comfort in the end, but to me it felt like everyone telling her to hurry up and die. Then everyone went home and she died in the middle of the night. Maybe my uncle was there.