Mama died today. Wednesday February 4 early in the morning. I saw her at lunch yesterday and she seemed very sad and in some pain. I held her hand and as she seemed to drift off I went back to my smart phone.........yes, I've thought about that, not too smart was I? Although it was hard to hear her communicate she kept saying "back." I thought her back hurt, as I held her hand I realized she want my hand "back." No, contrary to popular belief I am not that smart.
The nurses moved her into a completely different position and with her trusted friend Lib by her side she went to sleep. TAR visited her late in the afternoon and saw the same type of distress; she was moved again and given some morphine. She went to sleep. When I visited her about 7:00 PM she was asleep and although breathing heavily, at peace. I told TAR when I got home that when I kissed her she smelled good, kind of rare in these circumstances.
This morning TAR and I both missed the alarm, got a call before 7:00 from Hospice who told us that she was modeling towards death. As I got in the shower I thought 48 hours....................as I was in the shower they called and said she was dead.
Looking back I wish I had got there sooner but then thought of my last visit with her. I'm OK, she's better than OK, we're all OK. Her funeral will be Friday at 2:00 in Rocky Mount. A good retrospective on my mother's life was this morning as she laid in her bed with a blue gown and a red rose and a beautiful red blanket around her, I stepped into the bathroom for a call.....it's one of the saddest days in my life, right? From her room I heard laughter, so when you think of Dink as you read this, think about something she said or did, it will not make you sad, and I'll bet it makes you smile or even laugh.
And that was my mama, so laugh, it's OK.
We can't remember all of the funny stuff she said so please share if you can remember better than I can remember.................gosh I wish John Taylor was here! Or if you remember a funny anecdote please share.
I'll start: beach apartments were called "condom-things" Yes, go ahead.....................it's OK
Funnier stuff next week, I promise, I got a bunch too!
