My Mom passed away yesterday morning, peacefully, at 1055am. She was 83 years old and at peace with her life and all those around her.
She had a massive heart attack this past Sunday morning at 2am and was unconscious and not breathing when the paramedics got to her. By the time she got to the ICU at the hospital, she was in a deep coma and was surviving only with the help of the life support systems beside her bed.
We gave her some time to see if she could come out of the coma (only then could the Doctors address her heart problems) but this was not to be. Knowing how my Mom was and what her wishes were, we knew what we had to do: we had to make a truly difficult decision but in our hearts, we knew it was the right one. We know she felt no pain. My two sisters and I were in the room at the time by her side. It was surreal but at the same time, it felt like this was a natural thing – as if it was as it was meant to be.
I guess I’ll process what happened yesterday later but for now, I’m feeling like we did right by my Mom and she knows it as well.
Having the last 3 days to laugh, reminisce and remember Mom (through the good and bad times) was wonderful. It made a very sad day a bit easier to get through knowing she was there with us, laughing along.
We know Mom is on her way to a better place and we know her journey will be one of joy and happiness.
OH RICHARD I AM SO SORRY! I am late in a response to. My mom is 87 and you know every single day I worry about her. Remember the good times with her and know that someday you will see her again. Take care dear friend.
_______________________________ Ann "I AM ALPHA HEAR ME ROAR" meow!
Thank you for your thoughts, they mean a lot to me.
The past week has been challenging and the past few days have been difficult but my sisters and I felt an energy that gave us the strength to carry on; yesterday, under blue skies and sunshine, surrounded by her family and wonderful friends, we said good-bye to my Mom.
I think my Mom would have said not to make such a big fuss but for us, we thought it was just right.
As for your Mom, I know that you worry like we all do ( as they worried about us when we were little kids) but somehow you just know that things are ok and each day is a blessing when you can call and talk - it's those moments that count.