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isittoolate

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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #30 on: August 03, 2007, 07:39:28 PM »
My Mom, on a Wednesday, asked the nurse a question. Nurse said for Mom to ask her Dr. when he came back on Monday.

Mom said,"I won't be here on Monday". Nurse calls my brother, who then calls the rest of us and we go to see her, Thursday

She was even amusing in this time as I was there with a sister and Mom wanted to choose her burial dress from the closet (All house dress types or slighly better but not good enough) I chose th prettiest to make her happy, Sis chose one too and Mom said to make sure Goodwill got the rest as her sister would just get them and wear them out.

I drove back home, washed and set my hair and took a laxative, as I knew there was a funeral coming. I was okay to go up again on Saturday; sister stayed over in Sunday, called me and I said watch out for 4:30 a.m. That's the time Dad died. And Mom died at 4:30 Monday morning.

she knew when

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« Reply #31 on: August 03, 2007, 07:48:21 PM »
Wow, Izzy.

That would have been so confusing for me...... to have to deal with that conversation with a parent.

I'd like to think I could be as matter of fact and good humored about.... but I don't know if I could.

I sure wouldn't have assumed that a funeral was coming. 

I wasn't even sure my first baby was coming when I took a bath, just to ride out the first contractions and do that timing thing with a watch, lol.

The baby was 2 weeks over-do, lol.  I was an hour late in getting to the hospital.... the nurse was ticked!

Man, I sure was glad that nurse suggested I get in the tub to try and relax..... felt so good to be squeeky clean at the hospital.

I guess I resist change :shock:.

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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #32 on: August 03, 2007, 07:54:25 PM »
My Grandma was that way, Izzy. She called me to say that she was done and I knew she meant it.
I drove the 200 miles with my kids to see her, and she was so happy...
she got all "dolled up" as she used to say, complete with her "warpaint", and we went out to dinner.
She wrastled the waiter for the check, as always, insisted on paying for our meal, we drove back home the next day, and two weeks later, she left us. Woulda been sooner, but my Aunt, who lived with her, defied her wishes and had her put on life support. She was just shy of 97 and I knew, she didn't want to have another birthday this side of heaven.

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« Reply #33 on: August 03, 2007, 09:53:23 PM »
Well my poor mother. She dealt with a lot and it might have affected her way of upbringinfghealthy kids.

She had a back problem, well 2, --scoliosis and spina bifida

Had an operatioin, at 18 months,  on the kitchen table--no hospital said her parents.

Didn't walk until age 2 and grew up with a crookd back and foot, never ran, danced, rode a bike, married Dad as he appeared to be her only chance, but did all the farm chores and had 6 children--one died-- and at age 47 was in a wheelschaiir---for 39 years, then died.

Dad died first, in '86 and she lived alone for 2 years , then fell in the bathroom and broke a leg. She was able to get the phone from the wall but it was upside down--she was frightened I'm sure-- and was there alone for about 3-4 hours. Was in the hospital a month and was to come home but they discovered a blood clot in her leg and moved her to the "You stay in here until you Die" Ward-------6 years she was there. Died in '94

I knew so few things my mother thought!

IZ

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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #34 on: August 03, 2007, 10:37:42 PM »


((((((((((((((((((((Hops)))))))))))))))))))),

One more understanding hug for you before you turn in. 

Love,
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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #35 on: August 03, 2007, 11:44:18 PM »
Mud!  :shock:   :lol:

Don't give me ideas!

TT...you sweet woman, thank you. I feel okay, and Mom's peaceful. Talking about how weak she is, and sits on the edge of her bed, contemplates having to unhook her bra, and says, "oh boy." Says that a lot, and it's really kind of sweet, a mild plaint about how damn hard everything is. She's actually being sweeter-tempered than I've ever know her to be, this last year. She's become more childlike and also appreciative of small gestures: a meal, some flowers. She's not persecuting me at all any more (I'm just ready to move on, and she's not done. All power to her...what a life force.)

Lighter, Hope, Izzy (oh your mother's life) Write and Beth (HI!)...more to you soon, I'm fading, but thank you and lots of love,
Hops

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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #36 on: August 04, 2007, 01:14:24 AM »
more to you soon, I'm fading,

ok, one swiss cheese sandwich coming up!

This has been a beautiful thread, life is so many different things isn't it, and through it all sadness and humour intertwined....

Good night everyone, sweet dreams

Love
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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #37 on: August 04, 2007, 03:24:03 PM »
Hi Hops,

  I so get feeling like the sister of the boy who cried wolf!  My mother has been resuscitated and has come close (on a ventilator) on other occasions, and has been in and out of the hospital numerous times.
 
  So glad for you and for her that she's sweeter-tempered than you've ever known her to be.

  I have my times (too often) of being numb and witless NOW. 

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« Reply #38 on: August 04, 2007, 04:23:36 PM »
Hey Hops,

Do you know how many times they called and told me my mom was not going to make it.  We would make phone calls and everyone would rush to the hospital.  We would be in hysterics and say our final goodbyes. She would make it through the night and the next day when you were looking at her and how tiny she looked her eyes would *flash open* almost giving us a heart attack and she would be just fine after that.  After awhile wen we would get the call we would say yeah, yeah we'll be there. 

You know who was accurate and told me when she was going to die.  SHE DID!!

I had been recommend to buy the book  Final Gifts and it is the best thing I had ever done. 

Over the years, these nurses have identified a state they termed, "Nearing Death Awareness." Nearing Death Awareness is a state specific to individuals who are dying slowly such as cancer victims, AIDS patients, and others suffering long terminal illnesses. Nearing Death Awareness is not the same as a near death experience, although they do have some commonalities. A near death experience occurs when a person is actually dead -- they have no pulse, respiration, or breathing -- but are brought back to via medical intervention. The stories of people who have had near death experiences are remarkably similar. They describe a beautiful light, people who've passed before are often there, and they have a sense of leaving their body.

People who have Nearing Death Awareness may also see (and even talk to) people who have passed before, they may see a beautiful place (or bright light), and they may feel a profound sense of peace. Unlike people who have near death experiences, people with Nearing Death Awareness do not report leaving their body -- but rather they seem to experience both this world and the next world at the same time.

Hops,

I got to experience and listen to my mom exactly what this books talks about.  I know this sounds odd but I was very comforted in the death of my mom just getting to be with her while she was getting ready to leave.  I would have not known the signs or what she was saying if I did not read this book.

It is very true.  My mom had given me final gifts.

The one gift she had given me is what I asked for towards the very end. 
You have to read the book to know what I'm talking about but there was one part that said.  Did you ever notice that when people are dying they seem to hang on (for us).  We make it difficult for them to leave.  You may walk outside for a coffee and say I was only gone for 5mins.  Or I just went to the bathroom and she was gone.

I asked my mom to let me know when it was time.  She was already getting ready because I had seen that see was in two worlds.
I seen more and more people (well didn't see) but knew they were really there for her to take her to the other side. 
One night she said to me. Oh look with a big smile on her face, like she was giving me a surprise and waiting for my response.
I said look at what? She said look who is standing behind you.  I said, mom you know I can't see them. I really want to but I can't.  Who is it?  Now this was very close to Xmas and I was dancing and singing in her room Xmas carols.  She said, you know who it is.
It's your father.  I said, it is? and then me and my father (danced) and she was so happy.  When I lived with my mom I got the phone call that my father had died.  My mother and sister were already on route to visit him.  I arrived already knowing it.  I never got to say goodbye nor did they.  I think my mom just gave me that time back when she was approaching her final hours.  I'm just sorry my sister was not with me then.  She did not get this chance although I told her about it.
Now all through her talking about everyone being in that room coming from everywhere (people I could not see) deceased people my father was never one of them until this night.
I knew right then and there it was her time. 
I told her later on that she needs to go with my Dad.  She can leave us now. We will be fine to cross over.  I told her I will be in and out to check on her that I did not want to make it difficult, because you know me mom, I'll get hysterical and I don't want to make you try to stay for me but please don't go with out you letting me know right before it.
I did go in and out and at one point I found her staring. I called her name and she did not answer.  So what did I do?  Became hysterical where she snapped out of it and said whats wrong? I said are you really going now? Is it time?  She said yes.  I left the room and sat on the couch.  My H came in 20 mins later and I looked and said my mom is dead.  He said, no, how do you know.  I said I should have went in but I was hysterical.  We both got up went in.  She looked peaceful. I took her pulse and leaned down to listen to for breathing and she took her last breath and left. 
See waited knowing I would need that for comfort and was gone. 
Was very comforting to me Hops.  All of it. Even that last breath.  She knew I could not handle it sitting there the whole time and would become hysterical but she also knew she would not go without me being there. That was her final gift to me.  Her last breath.
And four days later, a brand new, chubby Golden Ret for my kids that they so badly wanted from seeing one in the pet store. After my moms funeral my sister called me and said mommy gave me this money for you to get the puppy the kids want.  Her last Xmas Gift.

And have her to this day. 

I loved this book and changed the ways I look at things now. 


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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #39 on: August 04, 2007, 04:37:35 PM »



((((((((((((((Deb))))))))))))))

Your post...thank you.

tt

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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #40 on: August 04, 2007, 05:58:25 PM »
((((((((((Deb))))))))))))
Thank you so much.

You are so deeply human, you find the deep humanity in so many situations.

You have reminded me that my mother may have some joy ahead, too. And that really really helps.

I know the vigils and final moments are unique to each person/family, but you helped me remember that I will be able to cope, however it goes (in 10 years or so, after she's broken all longevity records)..

She does feel very weak. Soon, I think she'll be bed-bound or wheelchair-bound, as so many become.

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« Reply #41 on: August 04, 2007, 06:46:34 PM »
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You are so sweet to appreciate your mother's kindness, when your view of it could be dimmed by your past with her. It shows what we all know, that you are just plain GOOD.
Love you,
Beth
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« Reply #42 on: August 04, 2007, 06:52:41 PM »
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Wow  :shock: What a post, I was crying  :(than laughing  :lol:than crying :(. I don't know what to say. All I can say is I'm so glad I read through the whole thing before I posted a reply. All I can say is(((( love to you all)))0 for sharing all your experiences. All I can say is follow your heart with your Mom.  Acceptance comes in stages , don't be embarrassed , hey if that didn't happen you wouldn't have gotten all these replies and more info on the way I'm sure. I have to agree with Ami, I am in the medical field as well and Dr's will an have to "cover theirs butts" . Deb thank you for sharing your experience,  It was beautiful and very comforting. I'm so Glad to hear that your relationship now is mellowed with her, enjoy this time, do I dare to say that God has a plan and maybe now your Mom softening will help heal some of your wounds. I pray for you that it does.
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« Reply #43 on: August 04, 2007, 10:03:14 PM »
Thank you sweet (((((((((Beth))))))))))))

And you too (((((((((((((((Tweety))))))))))))))))))

I really am healed a lot. I hold no more what ifs, no more pain, no more resentment, no more anger...she was far to the N side of things, but never overtly abusive and never physically abusive. And she did the best she could to be good and true. There was just stuff wired- or traumaed- or gene'd-in her that led to some aggression and sabotaging of me. I truly don't think she plotted it, ever, it was just reflexive. But now that chapter's well over.

Mom's just an ancient woman facing the end of things and she's been beyond plucky. I admire her for her endurance and she's been quite sweet. It's never too late to be loving. And if I can't have compassion for someone who's endured in 8 years: multiple migraines, a near-stroke, a mastectomy (at 94), a bowel surgery (at 95) and too many episodes with the ambulance to keep track of, then I ain't worth the paper I preach my values from.

It's been easier for me, forgiveness has...because social rules and frankly her Christianity kept Mom's darkest impulses in check. Better than mine, at times.

Now she is sleeping more, but when I rouse her to check on her she's always mellow. So I should just be grateful and be present, and see how it goes. Her life force really is amazing, and I won't try to predict again.

Thank you guys so much for your sweet understanding. You are priceless to me.

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Re: My mother's sleep
« Reply #44 on: August 05, 2007, 08:15:59 AM »
Hops,

I think if my daughter had lived she would have been like you

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