Monday, September 16th, 2019 at 6:30 am, my mother joined her husband of 66 years in heaven. She passed peacefully yet sudden, iam lost. I spent lots of time with mom, but the last 2 years it was everyday. Now I have a big void in my life. I feel like a orphan. Sadness is hard and I love you mom.
Now she’s had a seizure and she was in hospital 6 days! Got a blood infection and heart rate over 100. Bake at nursing home and fighting. Not sure how much more she can take, we have a dnr and they just do what is required and keep her comfortable but she fights she is not ready to join dad😢 man I love this woman.
So I joined word press almost 2 yrs ago and wrote the first post. Just notice it never got posted. So much has happened.
While I was in hospital mom was flown out of time to see another Kaiser dr. They couldn’t bring her back from the stroke. 85% of her left side gone. My dad was alone in home now and my sister or brother wouldn’t help. They lived out of town and expected us to help. I have titanium from neck to pelvis, husband has Parkinson’s but we changed our life October 17, 2017. Found a nursing home close to my dad. So he could visit her when he was clear minded. He believed she had left him, and they were married 66 years. Court cases, Aps involved and family kept us from helping my dad, and he passed away June 2018, without his wife or family except a daughter who kept him from his family. They had no money, it was all about power😭. Sad
Today mom is visited everyday for at least 3-4 hours per day from me! I do her laundry, teach her to do things again. She is lifted by nurses and put I wheel chair twice a day. She dinner in dining room, made friends, plays bingo.
She’s had 2 more strokes since 2017. Last week she had a seizure that kept her in hospital for a week. She got a blood infection but now is back I her room at nursing home. Her birthday was this last Friday 86 years old. I spent 8hrs a day with her while In hospital as the doctor thought she would join my dad. Her other 2 children came to hospital and spent 30 mins with her and went home.
Today she was up eating in dining room, and I. Exhausted 😩. Hopefully she will be getting back to where she was at.
More soon, and I’ll tell about how my husband with Parkinson’s and failing heart problems are doing. Thank you for letting me tell my story
This day I was about to have to disc operated on at Fresno Surgery center. Mom mother, who could barely walk without a walker, took care of my dad of 85 years old. He had COPD, dementia, heart issues, and spent most his days in bed. she made him eat and take his daily medicines. But that was their life, a marriage of 66 years. Mom and me tried to spend a few days a week going to the gym, and walking in the water. It helped with her horrible arthritis knees, and back and hips. My dad stayed home. Mom mother always paid all the bills as dad never finish school. (third grade) barely reading or writing.
Gregg, my husband, was taking me to surgery. I didn’t want mom to sit there worrying, so I had our house cleaner go there early and stay and clean while I had surgery. While I was in preop, My son stopped by to check on her, she was having lunch while Adriana Cleaned. Fred my son left to run errands, and mom began to choke. Addie saw it and tried to help. Mom was having a stroke.
Dad got up and walked by them. saying she always does this. then he went back to bed. mom tightly wrapped her arms around Adriana showing her the phone. Mom had 911 programed to call Fred her grandson. and he was driving. she tried calling the neighbor’s, all were home but thought mom wanted company and they were all busy. so did answer. finally she reached my sister Dorothy who lives out of town. she called the neighbors and told them to help. No one called 911.
Fred arrived and picked mom up and took her in his car. they arrived at Kaiser.
This story goes on for a long time. I will continue, but how many of you have been in a situation like this, what happened and how many different things did not happen!
all strokes are different.
My husband got the call. he cried. emotions were over the top. I wanted to leave the hospital. and my doctor told me there was nothing I could do right now. and she would need me soon, so in surgery I went. Gregg went to hospital where my mother was, and sons.
My husband has Parkinson’s, and it was not in a good place when all this happened. He just started regulating his sediment’s and as all Parkinson patients know it is now easy. His emotions were horrible, yet he helped in a million ways.
so before I continue, Lets see how well I learn to blog, so I can tell my story, and hopefully get advise from many of you out there, or I can help you.