Okay. so.... storytime.
This was a quite some time ago when I was about 7 or 8. My grandma had been sick for a while but she still lived at a retirement home. My mother, my younger sister and I were visiting her, having some old people sweets and all around having a nice time. After being there for a while my mom has to go out into the hallway to talk to a doctor about something and she takes my younger sister with her, so it is just my grandma and I.
We were having a nice chat about what I wanted to be when I grew up. Suddenly out of nowhere she farts. It wasn't loud or anything, I barely heard it, so I wasn't going to make a big deal out of it. But when the smell hit me I literally started gagging and I ran out of there screaming "how can something so disgusting come out of a person"
My mom asks me what happened and after I explain it to her. She laughs, finishes talking to the doctor and is about to head back in. She asks me if I'm not going to come back in with them and me being a stupid stubborn kid refused to go back in there. So I just staid in the hallway talking to the doctor for a couple of minutes. My mom and my sister than walk out and we leave without me saying another word to her.'
Later that night we get a call from the home saying that she went into cardiac arrest and died.
To this day, even though it has been a long time and I was just a kid, I still feel guilty about not saying goodbye to her and that "how can something so disgusting come out of a person" being the last thing I said to her.