"As I turn around, the patient grabs my hand and says, 'Can I tell you something?'

After I agree, he says, 'I never liked colored folk before.' He went on to explain that he finally understood, and that skin color made no difference, and he was so sorry and appreciative of the care he received. He started crying while he apologized to me.

"I told him I understood, and I 'accepted' his apology (he seemed to be asking me for forgiveness.) I just tried to be as kind and understanding as possible. It seemed to me that he realized he was near his end, and was doing his best to make amends. Honestly, the whole situation made me very sad."

Secret sword

A couple of days before her grandfather died, Staankygirl and her family were summoned to his bedside. "He almost broke into tears," she said. "He told us that he has felt guilty since World War II... something about being in an Asian country.... and then opening fire and clearing the building and him stealing a samurai sword from a glass case in the middle of a government building. He said where it was hidden in his house and that the press would be all over it if they found out, but that he feels horrible for stealing it. Conclusion: We may or may not have been sitting on a multi-million dollar fortune, also, my grandfather was a stand up guy... felt guilty for stealing in the war and wanted to get it out. Class act. A few days later he died. OP will surely deliver when I head back to England and find/ research the sword."

Sense of humor

"My dad's last words (heart attack in the shower, he died while we were waiting 45 f**king minutes for an ambulance to travel two miles) were 'I always knew I'd be bollocks-naked when I died, My life was f**king brilliant,' " Gillybilly wrote.

"My mom's last words to me were 'You have to learn the difference between Chinese and Japanese people, because they don't like it when you mix them up.' I wish I was joking," said SydTheDrunk.

Ending on a high note

"My pediatrician told me about how when she was still a really new doctor she had a little boy come in who had stuck a penny up his nose and had to get it removed. He was crying to his mom that he wanted her to have his Stretch Armstrong doll and that his younger brother was still not allowed in his room after he died. He basically dictated his will to my pediatrician and his mom," wrote celiabobelia

"When I first read this, I got really sad because I thought the kid had died," wrote CaptForestWhitaker. "Then I wondered how far up his nose this penny got stuck, then I realized I am dumb."

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