In Memory of My Mom
Monday, September 29th, 2008My mom died on September 14th of heart failure. She was 74 years old and had dedicated her life to taking care of my dad. For the past 8 years she had set her own health aside and focused on him, doing everything she could to take care of him. I had began to notice that her health was starting to fail her, had began to ask her to go see a doctor, but it was too late. Days before we were going to get her in for a checkup she suffered a massive heart attack.
My sister and I rushed her to the local hospital where I tried to tell the nurses at the desk that she was having a heart attack – they asked what made me think it was a heart attack and I could just stare dumbfounded at them. What kind of question was that? Shouldn’t they have assumed I was right and treated it like a heart attack until they knew it was not one? They had me get her into a wheelchair, then one of them took her into the ER to get her settled and ready for a doctor to see. Some time later one of them came out to get me or my sister because they were having difficulty getting information from my mom. The doctor determined she was currently having a heart attack and went over some paper with me about this that and whatever else concerning some kind of medication that they wanted to give her – only to waste all that time and THEN figure out she could not be given it because was over 12 hours since first onset of symptoms.
I don’t know if things had gone different then if thy would be different now, I just know that I am so not ready to have lost my mom. We had so many plans, we were going to do so much, and now…
And now trying to think of the what-if’s is just driving me insane.
I have began a journal, a Letters to Mom online log where I can send out writing into the vastness of the Internet on things I normally would have talked over with my mom. It is a way to let me write through my pain and hopefully find some kind of healing balance point.