After my father was taken off life support, he stopped breathing. The medical staff refrained from coming into the room or pulling out the tubes. As a result, I could sit in meditation with my father's body for what was an infinity, perhaps 2 hours in time. It was the right way to be with my father as consciousness left his body. I greatly appreciated the medical staff not coming in. Only when I was ready, and the body started giving out the gas that the nurses came in. This happened in a hospital in New York. I'm still filled with gratitude for this respect and empathy of the staff.