My mother has been battling cancer since 11/14. In June of ‘13 my mom had a lung transplant which changed her life forever. No more O2 tanks, she was able to walk, go sledding, theme parks, camping the list goes on and on. I am 1 of 5 of her children and she has 12 grand-children. She was the best grand-mother you could ever imagine. When she developed lung cancer it spread rather quickly and took away her memory, apatite, moods. But she fought through it. My wife and I would bring her meds, fill her organizers weekly to make sure she was taking all of her medications. I have 2 younger brothers whom are 17 and 16. I do have 2 older sisters but they are drug addicts so my mother had me as her health care proxy to handle all the decision making. The night she went in to the hospital in a coma-state the dr said she had 2 hours and needed a decision from me I asked for a meeting that way I didn’t have to make it on my own. I changed her to DNR even though she always told me not too but the way the doctors persuaded me was so fucked. She went into hospice for 2 days and then woke up for a week or a little longer and she checked herself out of hospice and changed her status to full code. She stopped breathing and went on a vent again the doctors were trying to get me to pull the plug. I stood firm for my mother and said no. They said she will never wake up and will just suffer. Did that happen, no! She woke up and was asking for Physical Therapy. The doctors didn’t know what to say, they were honestly speechless and then they finally stopped pressuring me. It took me a lot of prayers to get through all of this and my relationship with God has grown beyond belief.
I did lose my mother on 5/20/15. My mom was all we had my father passed on 10/7/13. I have 2 little brothers that my wife and I are taking in because my mother wanted them with us (currently building bedrooms in finished basement) again they are 17 and 16. Today I had such a bad break. My mother was my rock, I have such this emptiness in my chest and literally hurt so bad, I felt crippled honestly. Idk what to do. I’m very religious and my pastor was very helpful throughout this whole process. I’m lost, hurt, scared. But I am blessed to be in the position I am to finish what my mother started and raising 2 young gentlemen. Please guys any advice would help. My wife is a HUGE a support but she is hurting when she sees me hurting as bad as I was today and she is 8 months pregnant. Any input would be very grateful. Thank you guys so much
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