Today was his funeral, im not sure how to express how I feel. It wasn't sudden, it wasn't shock it was a diabetic coma basically after a few days of talking about how it was hard to swallow and things like that. My mom called an ambulance even and he refused go get in or go to the hospital as he was not a fan of doctors. Since he wouldn't go they couldn't make him, he started making remarks similar to dementia like telling my mom to not worry about feeding a dog he had already done it. But the bowl was clean sitting on the counter beside her. She was worried and got his daughter away to my brothers before she went to work her graveyard shift job. When she got home my brother was passed out in the floor unresponsive. His blood sugar had reached nearly 2,000, after 24hours of pumping him with fluids it had dropped to 380. Then instantly it went from his kidneys were having trouble from all the work to critical to it was over in 10 minutes. I never was able to see him during any of this, it was all avoidable if he hadn't been so stubborn and I dont know how to feel about it because I fucking miss my brother and all he had to do was go to the doctor once 🥺. Sorry reddit I needed to let it out