Goodbye Mom
3 years ago
Attention: The following is a word from one of them there weirdos. Opinions expressed may not necessarily be those of the characters, or in rare cases, the artist. Does that make sense? No? Great, we're on the right track.
Mom came home on hospice on January 3rd. She had her good days and her bad days, but we got to have a few good meals and make a few more good memories. That Saturday, her heart rate began to spike and cause her discomfort. It was a problem that had happened in the past, but with a little medication, things calmed down.
Sadly, Saturday was really the last time she was able to communicate with us in much of a coherent way. The nurse told us her complications were a sign that her lungs were failing. Every day after, she drifted further and further from us. We were told she would only have a day or two left, and last night, January 12th at about 6:10 pm, she finally found her peace.
It hurts so much to let her go, and it doesn't feel real to not have her around, but I take great solace in the fact that she is not suffering anymore. Her quality of life these past few years was miserable at best. She couldn't leave the house, she couldn't travel very far on her own accord, and she always had a hard time breathing. COPD was what took her, but her fight with Covid was the final straw for her struggling lungs.
I'm going to miss you so much, Mom. You gave me the best years of my life, and I cannot thank you enough for bringing me into this world to do the things I've done with the people I've met along the way. I will do my best to make you proud and show everyone that you did a wonderful job raising me.
Until we meet again, I love you Mom <3
Sadly, Saturday was really the last time she was able to communicate with us in much of a coherent way. The nurse told us her complications were a sign that her lungs were failing. Every day after, she drifted further and further from us. We were told she would only have a day or two left, and last night, January 12th at about 6:10 pm, she finally found her peace.
It hurts so much to let her go, and it doesn't feel real to not have her around, but I take great solace in the fact that she is not suffering anymore. Her quality of life these past few years was miserable at best. She couldn't leave the house, she couldn't travel very far on her own accord, and she always had a hard time breathing. COPD was what took her, but her fight with Covid was the final straw for her struggling lungs.
I'm going to miss you so much, Mom. You gave me the best years of my life, and I cannot thank you enough for bringing me into this world to do the things I've done with the people I've met along the way. I will do my best to make you proud and show everyone that you did a wonderful job raising me.
Until we meet again, I love you Mom <3
You should take your time to mourn and vent, and take what joy you can from knowing that she was at least surrounded by her family at the end, there's really something to be said for that I think. I hope you can feel a sense of normalcy again soon, but I know it's a damn hard hit when close family is taken from you.