Heck, I don't know if I'm going truly express my feelings in this post. Plus I think this is one more hurdle I need to go over.
As you may have noticed my last post was during the Thanksgiving holiday, and how much of a wonderful time we all had as a family. We were also getting ready for Christmas, and we started to make plans. Nothing major, but they were plans just the same.
December third Mom goes into the hospital; however, to say that my Mom is a bad a patient is in fact an understatement. She wanted out as soon as went in. One doctor noticed she has swelling in her feet and wanted her to take a nuclear stress test, but being the stubborn woman didn't want any part of it.
Yeah I'm still scratching my head over that since she basically taken care of my sister and I through out our childhood as we went in and out of Scottish Rite Hospital in Dallas. Not to mention my Dad's heart attack, double bypass, just to name a few in the years of their marriage. That's all I'm going to say cause if I keeping thinking about it my blood will boil...again.
Seeing that the doctors couldn't do anything she was released from the hospital. One of the many things she did while back home was ask Dad if her sister Evie was still alive. My Aunt Evie died on Jan 25th, 2010.
On Dec 6th after I had woken up from my nap I called Mom and Dad to check up on Mom. Even though I wasn't able to speak with her, I told Dad to tell her that I loved her. Dad said she heard me and said that she loved me too.
Later that afternoon my mother Leah had a massive heart attack. The paramedics were able to get a pulse; however, we did not know how long her brain was without oxygen. At the hospital tests were ran, but there was no brain activity; therefore, on Dec 10th Dad, Lisa, and myself decided it time to say goodbye and have her taken off life support.
Her funeral was held on the 17th with wonderful family and friends to support us.
Christmas and New Years came and went, and we are doing our best to make it through the days and weeks and months ahead.
Lisa and I were not the only ones to lose a mother. My brother in law Stevie lost his mother Grace a few weeks later. Lisa and Mia flew with Stevie to England. My poor sweet niece lost two grandmothers in a span of just a little over one month (if that).
So like yeah I don't know what else to talk about. I don't know if I'll make another post (I surely hope so). I might have post about things I miss about Mom or staying with Dad. Who knows?
I just need to get over this hurdle. Oh, I also don't plan on proof reading this, so please bear with me.
Thank you.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
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