Good days have been followed by bad days. Yesterday Mom had a yeast infection and a new bed sore. She didn't want to eat. She still smiles, but was very calm and serious. This morning, as most mornings, she had a lot of pain from her shoulder. Her hand is still swollen. She is only eating a little yogurt and ensure. But she seems in good spirits today. It's hard to say. She really livens up when the kids get home.
A near death experience
Yes, it is just as it sounds. Mom and I were watching tv tonight after dinner. Becky had just called to see how mom was doing when all of a sudden Mom seemed be having a seizure. Her eyes were fixed on the ceiling and she didn't respond to me at all. I was calling her name, yelling for Scott and tried to calmly tell Becky I would call her right back. I know this is coming, but I wasn't ready for it right then, not so sudden. As we wheeled her to the bedroom and laid her on the bed, I was sure she was going. Even Scott said it looked like she was leaving us. Her sweet face was so white. But once we got her in bed she responded better. I tucked her in and just rubbed her for awhile. She was able to say a few words, and she started crying. I, of course, was already sobbing. Now that I have had a trial run, I will try to be more calm when she goes. I will try to make her last moments here peaceful and quiet. Something like newborn babies birthing into a pool of warm,
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