A Comedian Is Live-tweeting The Last Days Of Her Father’s Life And It’s Hilariously Beautiful
For the last few days, Laurie Kilmartin, an Emmy-nominated staff writer for Conan O’Brien’s late-night show on TBS, has been publicly grieving and celebrating the life of her father, Ron Kilmartin. The eighty-three year old Korean War veteran is dying of lung cancer. His family has gathered around him and his daughter, Laurie, a professional comedian, has taken to Twitter to cope with her emotions, to share her memories and generally take some of the piss out of death. She’s been creating a technologically-assisted end-of-life tribute that is as touching as it is funny. Laurie Kilmartin is doing a brave and beautiful thing for her dad.
Rather than mutely grieve her loss, rather than mourn as he slowly slips from his mortal coil, she’s armed herself with the chief tool of her trade and has been working to find perspective, she’s been fighting to find humor and catharsis, as she and her family celebrate her father’s life. With her killer wit she’s not only defying the presence of the long shadow of death, but she’s reminding all of us, people around the world, of the value of this thing we call life. Her defiant attitude is everything.
Here are some of the highlights of Laurie Kilmartin’s twitterfeed. Get ready for the feels. And remember, it’s okay to laugh out loud. She wants you to.
hospice is a medical term that means "here, you do it."
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 26, 2014
Every day, I set a new goal of not seeing Dad's genitals when I help him off the toilet.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 26, 2014
2 drops of dads morphine spilled on my hand. Wash or lick?
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 23, 2014
Hospice says to reassure the loved one that they can go, that we will be ok. So me sobbing "Dad, don't fucking leave me!" was frowned upon.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 27, 2014
Just wailed "Dad" for five minutes straight. Would not be surprised if he shuffled off this mortal coil just to get away from me.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 27, 2014
Sister and I tortured our poor Dad with multiple photo sessions because we did not like how we looked in the pictures.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 27, 2014
Dad deploying his "I tired from cancer" excuse, leaving us to chat these boring visitors.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 26, 2014
How I check that I've put Dad's hearing aids in correctly. Whisper "testing, testing, Obama is a Muslim," then look for the thumbs up.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 26, 2014
In response to people who were offended or suspicious of her live-tweeting her father’s death, Laurie Martin offered this explanation.
Guys, I'm just trying to grieve in advance, so I can relax and have fun at the funeral.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 26, 2014
And she bring her whole family in to the act. She also take shots at her mother, a woman who’s watching her husband of fifty-five years leave the earth. No other way to say it, Laurie’s got brass eggs. And is using humor the best way we know how.
And yet, life goes on. Mom just began a sentence (whose 2nd half we all ignored) with her fav clause, "I don't mean to be critical, but…"
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 27, 2014
"OH LOOK HE'S FINALLY SLEEPING," my mom says, waking him up.
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 27, 2014
It’s important that we learn to live bravely. If we’re lucky, we get to die with dignity. If we’re truly blessed, we’ll have our loving family by our side in our final days. And Ron Kilmartin knows it also helps if you have a daughter as funny as Laurie to help everyone laugh away death for a few more hours and days so you can squeeze out a little more joy from those last minutes. Life goes well with a laugh.
Hard to leave Dad's side. I am drawn to him like a moth to a flame (that's about to go out)
— Laurie Kilmartin (@anylaurie16) February 26, 2014
Click here to follow Laurie Kilmartin’s live-tweeting of her father Ron Kilmartin’s passing.