My Mom just passed away around 3:50 this afternoon on All Saints Day at the U of A Hospital in Edmonton. She had a stroke on Tuesday and was flown to Edmonton because it was severe. Bless my mom for waiting a few more days!
When I arrived in Edmonton on Thursday night, I broke down and asked her to stay awhile longer, and I think she heard me and acquiesced. I don’t know why I asked her to, maybe because my other sister wasn’t there yet or maybe it’s because I needed some more time with her in this world.
I didn’t get to spend much time with her, but I will remember those last days always. She was barely able to talk, but she could hear and see me well enough and seemed alerted when she was awake. She complained about her need to pee all the time, and she was weak on her left side of her body. Her wishes were not to give her anything, but to let her pass away without resuscitation or intervention; however, I hated seeing her starve to death. She was given an I.V saline solution on Friday, but by Sunday morning the water was interrupting her breathing so much, and her legs mottled that she passed away that afternoon but not before I said goodbye to her around noon and headed back to Calgary. Just as I got home, she died.
I will treasure those last memories of being with her always until hopefully one day I will see her again. I know she is in heaven now, not only because it is what I believe, but because she was able to receive the last sacrament and communion on Saturday night. What a blessing that was!
I LOVE YOU MOM ALWAYS!