I am posting here only because I need somewhere to get my feelings out. I can't post on my FB - well I could, but . . . I think my friends might think I'm a big baby for all my posts I've made recently about my mother.
My mom passed away on March 3. We buried her on March 7. Tomorrow will be two weeks since her funeral. She was absolutely my best friend. We really enjoyed each other's company. Before she was sick, we would always lunch together and go shopping, or just spend the day with each other looking through her cookbooks trying to find new recipes to try out. I talked to her on the phone at least every other day. We loved baking together.
Three years ago, she was diagnosed with cancer and given six months to live. I know that we got a lot more time with her than what the doctors had predicted. After her diagnosis and after she came home from the hospital, she had a Hospice nurse come to the house once a week. On Monday, February 24, she came down with pneumonia. They moved her from her house to the inpatient Hospice center on Thursday, February 27. My husband and I went to see her the next day, Friday. I was really optimistic about her chances of making it back home. We were all optimistic. She was eating okay, she had nice coloring in her face, she was talking and laughing. Saturday and Sunday, both, I got good reports that she was doing well. We got a bad snow storm Sunday and she made us all promise not to come up to Hospice to visit. She never liked any of us out and about driving in the stuff. The nurse said she was doing well Sunday. Then, Sunday night, something happened. They think she aspirated. Monday morning we got the call to come to Hospice because she wasn't doing well. She passed that night at 6:30.
I have never felt such pain in my life. There is such an emptiness inside of me. It's been two weeks since she's passed, and it already feels like she's been gone for an eternity. I miss her so much. There have been times already where I will reach for the phone to call her, and then remember that I can't. I can't stop crying. My mom was the greatest person. She was so loving and kind, and was always there for us. I am 46 and my mom was 68. I feel like a five year old child. I just want my mommy. I miss her so, so much.
Sorry for the long post and ramblings, but I just need an outlet.
My mom passed away on March 3. We buried her on March 7. Tomorrow will be two weeks since her funeral. She was absolutely my best friend. We really enjoyed each other's company. Before she was sick, we would always lunch together and go shopping, or just spend the day with each other looking through her cookbooks trying to find new recipes to try out. I talked to her on the phone at least every other day. We loved baking together.
Three years ago, she was diagnosed with cancer and given six months to live. I know that we got a lot more time with her than what the doctors had predicted. After her diagnosis and after she came home from the hospital, she had a Hospice nurse come to the house once a week. On Monday, February 24, she came down with pneumonia. They moved her from her house to the inpatient Hospice center on Thursday, February 27. My husband and I went to see her the next day, Friday. I was really optimistic about her chances of making it back home. We were all optimistic. She was eating okay, she had nice coloring in her face, she was talking and laughing. Saturday and Sunday, both, I got good reports that she was doing well. We got a bad snow storm Sunday and she made us all promise not to come up to Hospice to visit. She never liked any of us out and about driving in the stuff. The nurse said she was doing well Sunday. Then, Sunday night, something happened. They think she aspirated. Monday morning we got the call to come to Hospice because she wasn't doing well. She passed that night at 6:30.
I have never felt such pain in my life. There is such an emptiness inside of me. It's been two weeks since she's passed, and it already feels like she's been gone for an eternity. I miss her so much. There have been times already where I will reach for the phone to call her, and then remember that I can't. I can't stop crying. My mom was the greatest person. She was so loving and kind, and was always there for us. I am 46 and my mom was 68. I feel like a five year old child. I just want my mommy. I miss her so, so much.
Sorry for the long post and ramblings, but I just need an outlet.


