I'm a nurse, so I used to work at a hospital. There was this old couple whose husband had extreme bloating and constipation because of his intestines getting lazy. He was in a lot of pain, and the doctor had to do this procedure that would dilate all of him, but it could also stop his heart. So, we had to get the crash cart ready for it.
During this time, the medication for the procedure wasn't ready, so we had some downtime to let the family come to him and spend time with him. I still remember that so vividly.
"I'm not ready for you to leave me alone. Do you hear me? You can't leave me, or I'll be super mad at you." The wife cried to him.
He just nodded, fully pale, while she continued to cry at him. He was terrified through the whole thing, but still found it in him to comfort his wife. His children soon came too, and they left to talk to his doctor, who was still waiting for the medication.
During that time, I held his hand while they were comforting his wife. He looked at me, and I asked him if he felt okay. Mind you, his heart rate was up to 130, skyrocketing blood pressure, and he says I have to be. The entire thing was emotional and so sad. They had been together for 40 years and had two girls.
I still remember having to walk away to compose myself after hearing them all cry together. That was the first time I genuinely couldn't hold back the tears. They were taken to the ICU before the procedure was done; thankfully, they are more equipped than an ER. But I never got to see what happened to them.
Thankfully, no codes were thrown, so I'm guessing he made it.
But yeah, that made me extremely sad to experience.