story time - retold

[JesusTitties]

note: all hate mail please put into the original story time thread, to separate the two threads to avoid confliction. for those of you that didnt read the original post, its below.

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here is what happened to me, today.

So i work for company (x), where i am contracted once in a while, and get to go on little trips - or big ones, like overseas. Nevertheless, for the past three days i have been on sight at a hospital here in toronto called Sunnybrook/Womens Hospital.

My first day there, i am walking around with one of my clients who is on the board at the hospital, an older lady whos been on the board for about a decade, knows the place inside out.
We are walking around, when i come across a room where there are two police officers walking out in and out of, down the hall.
I asked what was going on, and was later told the story....

An 86 yr old woman, widowed by her husband for 5 years, comes home from a dinner at a local home for the elderly, she lives on her own. As she was putting the keys in her door to let herself in, a man grabbed her from behind, forced her into her own home, and brutally raped her over and over again. Over. and over.
When he had finally finished, he left, and she was found later that night.

this woman has no family, all deceased and never had children. Was active in her community, lived on her own at 86 which is a feat on its own. No one came to visit her. No family to contact.
The police came, but could barely take a statement, she was not well enough.

The following day, i went into her room and sat with her. (friday).
i dont know why, but the nurse said it was alright, so i did. Her face was white, she was heavily sedated. I asked the nurse many questions, for some reason i was compelled to know everything about her. A friend of hers had brought an old picture of her and her husband beside a old twin otter cessena plane, i suppose he was a pilot in the late 50s. The picture, sat on the side of her bed, upright against the phone.

Today, i went in for my final days contract at the hospital, and went past her room. The room was empty. I asked the nurse, and of course, the trauma and wounds were so deep from the rape she died early this morning.

I guess she will be with her family now. And that is a good thing. She was 86, and alone. Had three cats. No one to visit her as she layed to die, from such a horrible thing.

I wish her well in her journey, and i did cry, the entire drive home. I never met her, but felt i did.

I wonder what kind of evil exists in a person sometimes to do such things, i suppose there are some things in life that you cannot understand. They never caught the man, and had little leads.

I hope she is happy now.