I watched my older son take his last breath today. It was absolutely the most horrible thing I’ve ever experienced . Just feel like it’s all just a bad dream that I’m gonna wake up from . He has CF and 4 years ago he got a double lung transplant and was doing amazing!!!! And last year he went into rejection and a slow fade away to nothing! I’m so hurt and lost.. I watched my wife hurt in a way I’ll never be able to fix! I watched his wife loose all hope of everything as we watched helplessly! I watched his brothers be strong and courageous. As we all watched the fife disappear. I’ll never forget that look on his face that was stuck in his face until the funeral home came to get his body. It’s sucks what we are reduced too. I get so fucking mad but nothing can bring him back! The most wonderful man I ever met!!! Help me someone just get through the night please!