jessielf
Active member
- Joined
- Dec 26, 2011
- Messages
- 66
- Reason
- Lost a loved one
- Diagnosis
- 08/2011
- Country
- US
- State
- WI
- City
- wis rapids
Hey everyone, my mom passed away June 20. She really went down hill fast. Sorry haven't been on her earlier to tell you all. Everything just happened so fast. Still hard to believe and I already miss her tons, my dad isn't taken it good at all. I wish I could just take the hurt away. Sometimes its so hard to take in. Thank you for all the support that have given me through this short time that my mom had ALS. I have no regrets and enjoyed taking care of her. I know it was probably hard to have her husband and daughters help her w everything but those are memories now. I wasn't there when she passed, she went sometime while my sister's back was turned and my dad left the room. She had many people come to say goodbye and we got to spend 5 hrs w her before she was taken. She got cremated right away and now she is at home w my dad where she belongs until he passes and she will get buried w him. Its actually more comforting that she is still w us instead of being buried so when I go see my dad, she is still there but a different form. Now the hard part is to get on w life w/out her. Doesn't seem real most the time and I wish it was just a bad dream...Gets me mad when I hear others that aren't getting along w their mom. I would give anything to have her back. Life is too short. I have a hole in my heart that will never be the same. I NEVER say my mom as a burden as she thought she was. I was glad I could help her and be there for her till the end.
The week before she was still telling me what to do and communicating. At that point she was going 3 wks w/out food and barely drinking water. We were giving it to her w a syringe. The Thurs before Fathers day was the last time she hugged, kissed me and told me she loved me. Friday was her last day out of bed. On Fathers day I went in to see her and she did open her eyes and looked at me but was sleeping more and Mon and Tues was the hardest. We knew it was only a matter of time. I believe she wasn't in any pain since she never really took her morphine and still was only taking the minimal dose. Wed about 4:30 her breathing got funny so my sis called me. Than they gave her alittle morphine and when I called around 6:30 her breathing got better, around 8 my sis said come on over and when the kids and I got there she was already gone. Still its hard to believe....
The week before she was still telling me what to do and communicating. At that point she was going 3 wks w/out food and barely drinking water. We were giving it to her w a syringe. The Thurs before Fathers day was the last time she hugged, kissed me and told me she loved me. Friday was her last day out of bed. On Fathers day I went in to see her and she did open her eyes and looked at me but was sleeping more and Mon and Tues was the hardest. We knew it was only a matter of time. I believe she wasn't in any pain since she never really took her morphine and still was only taking the minimal dose. Wed about 4:30 her breathing got funny so my sis called me. Than they gave her alittle morphine and when I called around 6:30 her breathing got better, around 8 my sis said come on over and when the kids and I got there she was already gone. Still its hard to believe....
