These photos were some time ago....unfortunately recent ones do not seem to be available except that of concealing entirely her eyes....some things you cannot "fix" with makeup. This was exposed...Using a tool in Adobe Lightroom to spotlight an area and adjusting the sliders until the black spot under the glasses became more defined.... This black spot is the same as on her hand....which is continual decomposing of the body.
Another view shows the deformed fingers of a decomposing body, though her body is being fed fluids they are not reaching all extremities......
Here you have some cleverly applied makeup techniques to conceal the pits in her fingers from decomposition of her hand...Additionally you can see how 'the hand has contracted', but it is being forced open/posed... compare the tips of the nails....they are not hers but acrylic.. the index fingernail is an acrylic with the rounded tip, as the other acrylics are squared off...and note the awkward shapes of the fingers...this family is going to great lengths to present something other than a corpse.
Note the huge swelling of the feet as compared to the slender legs where she has lost muscle mass....this is a decomposing body being artificially maintained ...
My husband had a stroke seven years ago. I’ve been caring for him, and taking him everywhere I go.
Just a couple weeks ago one of his doctors, upon consultation with two of his other doctors, and agreement by all three, ordered a vasopneumatic pump for home use, to help treat what they all agree is lymphedema. He has swelling like you wouldn’t believe. The swelling was so bad this past year, just a slight bump would cause open wounds that took months to heal.
My husband’s toes and fingers on his right side are atrophied, like Jahi’s. I’ve been stretching them out. His doctors say that’s the thing to do, even though his digits just curl back up when I’m done.
Yesterday, I took my husband to his cardiologist’s office. He uses a CPAP macihine to help him breathe while he’s sleeping, because he has sleep apnea, just like Jahi. The doctor wants to make adjustments to his CPAP. It seems his sleep apnea is getting worse as time goes by.
After the doctor appointment, I refreshed my husband’s bandages and topical medications. I reapplied the antifungal cream under his arm. See, his right arm is still paralyzed, and just hangs there. I try to lift it often, but it’s heavy. His underarm area is an ideal environment for a mushroom farm. I do my best to keep it aired out and clean, but when I fail, the odor is horrendous.
After freshening up, I took my husband out to eat, and to a few stores. We had a good time. At least, I did. I thought he did too.
Imagine my embarrassment when I saw your post, with the photos, and clinical explanation, and I realized I’ve been hauling around a corpse for seven years! Countless doctors keep humoring me, diagnosing various conditions, which apparently are actually rigor mortis and decomposition.
Thank you for educating me on the subject. Sometimes people point and stare, but no one ever tells me, face-to-face, that my husband is dead, and I should just bury him already. On the Internet, folks speak their minds freely, but in face-to-face meetings, they try to conceal their “better off dead” viewpoint, sometimes without much success. It gets old.
