my mother had been sick in the hospital for the past 6 years with some kind of disease where her nerve cells gradually deteriorated. One day she could move her arms, next day she couldn't...
Before she was hospitalized, she used to fall easily and break her bones...hit her head hard and bleed all over and taken to the hospital...etc...etc... they didn't find anything wrong with her brain, so they were releaved for a while, but it got worse and worse. There was a time where i went home and found my mom passed out on the porch In rain
when she was hospitalized 6 years ago, she was able to eat/drink, so i would bring coffee, which was her favorite treat, took her for a walk, played catch etc, while she was in a rehab, but next thing you know, she coudn't eat/drink on her own so they had to put her on a feeding tube, so no more coffee... IV's day in and day out...
i would push her in a wheel chair to find TV to watch baseball which was her favorite, but i'm not sure if she was able to see as her neck was stuck in one position...
She used to tell me that she couldn't wait to go home and cook my miso-soup!, but silly me, i told her that she would never get better and soon she won't be able to move her body or see
Eventually, she couldn't move anymore, and lost her ability to talk or laugh, but she laughed out loud once and when i held her hand, she squeezed back. she even waved at me one time as i was leaving, which must have been really hard for her.
i was frustrated with the hospita when i found her breathing mask was off or she was choking on her own saliva (which i think ultimately caused her death)...she wasn't able to talk or communicate how much pain she was in so i feel that the staff could pay more attention & take better care of her
i got the call on the 25th at 7am from the hospital saying that my mom is barely breathing, so i expected the worst and rushed to the hospital. i thought i saw numbrs on the monitor screen so i kept talking to her, but apparently she was already gone...
i can't give her a fancy funeral, but my mother was a humble lady, i beleive she would be happy.
i still believe that if the hospital staff had taken better care of her, vacuumed her saliva..etc...etc... i could have spent more time with my mother...
my mother must have wanted to eat, drink, talk... i'm proud that she kept fighting for 6 years...
it's time to say goodbye tomorrow...
I want to eat her food... love you mom
Before she was hospitalized, she used to fall easily and break her bones...hit her head hard and bleed all over and taken to the hospital...etc...etc... they didn't find anything wrong with her brain, so they were releaved for a while, but it got worse and worse. There was a time where i went home and found my mom passed out on the porch In rain
when she was hospitalized 6 years ago, she was able to eat/drink, so i would bring coffee, which was her favorite treat, took her for a walk, played catch etc, while she was in a rehab, but next thing you know, she coudn't eat/drink on her own so they had to put her on a feeding tube, so no more coffee... IV's day in and day out...
i would push her in a wheel chair to find TV to watch baseball which was her favorite, but i'm not sure if she was able to see as her neck was stuck in one position...
She used to tell me that she couldn't wait to go home and cook my miso-soup!, but silly me, i told her that she would never get better and soon she won't be able to move her body or see
Eventually, she couldn't move anymore, and lost her ability to talk or laugh, but she laughed out loud once and when i held her hand, she squeezed back. she even waved at me one time as i was leaving, which must have been really hard for her.
i was frustrated with the hospita when i found her breathing mask was off or she was choking on her own saliva (which i think ultimately caused her death)...she wasn't able to talk or communicate how much pain she was in so i feel that the staff could pay more attention & take better care of her
i got the call on the 25th at 7am from the hospital saying that my mom is barely breathing, so i expected the worst and rushed to the hospital. i thought i saw numbrs on the monitor screen so i kept talking to her, but apparently she was already gone...
i can't give her a fancy funeral, but my mother was a humble lady, i beleive she would be happy.
i still believe that if the hospital staff had taken better care of her, vacuumed her saliva..etc...etc... i could have spent more time with my mother...
my mother must have wanted to eat, drink, talk... i'm proud that she kept fighting for 6 years...
it's time to say goodbye tomorrow...
I want to eat her food... love you mom