Oh God, you guys... don't want to be all depressive, but a tabloid newspaper just published stuff with what look like real documents from Joe's wrongful death lawsuit that say docs at UCLA got a heartbeat for a while, but it wouldn't hold.
So I don't know what to do with this new info. I believe, as experts in this document state, that Michael was gone by 11am. I think HE was gone and so if they got a heartbeat back later it was just a mechanical physical thing induced by machines and medications.
He wasn't there, I guess. But does that mean that he
could've come back if whatever power decides these things agreed or if he himself had wanted to? I wonder if he had a choice and decided against it. If there
was a choice. Maybe he saw that things would work out better like this or he was just so tired and wanted to just stay HOME. Or the part that hurts the most is to think of the possibility of him not wanting to go, but his body just couldn't sustain life at that point
Since I do not know, the only way I can look at it, the only way I can believe it is that it was meant to be this way or he just didn't want to come back. It's so hard to think about this
because I have to honestly say that I'd have gone for him that day. For real. As crazy as it may sound, if there was a way, some kind of deal... but only if he'd really wanted to stay :boohoo:
I kind of mentioned something here before, but never really told the story and it's a big part of why I believe he was gone by 11am. I don't know
why I felt what I felt below or if it's not just a coincidence. I don't know, but it feels more than that. On June 25th I had a doc appointment very early in the morning, so I spent the day exhausted, but couldn't sleep. I stayed up listening to MJ continuously (
nothing but him, when I usually listen to a mix of all artists) and researching DVD recorders online all day... so that I could put my MJ tapes from years past into digital format. An ebay auction I tried for and lost ended at 7:30pm my time (which was 10:30am in Los Angeles). Well, around that time... hard to say
specifically when, but I know it was in the timeframe 7:15 to 8:15 (10:15 to 11:15 am) I got really shaky. I mean really shaky, like my hands were visibly shaking and I felt like I was vibrating inside. I thought, "What the heck is wrong with me???" I kept
shaking. After maybe 10 minutes I said again, "Ok, this is
really weird. What's up with me???" But I never felt like anything was
wrong somewhere. I always thought that if someone I loved this much died that I'd get that "disturbance in the the Force" kind of vibe, but maybe I was just too tired to pick that up? I don't know. The shaking went on for, gosh, maybe 15 to 20 minutes? I wish I knew
exactly when. I can just time it based on the auction. Anyway, after that I remember just feeling normal again. I listened to Michael still until about 9:20pm (around the time of the ambulance call) when I got up to go make a late dinner
The last song I remembered hearing was "Smile". I was singing it to myself in the kitchen
We didn't find out until almost midnight...