Hello dear Friends,
It has been some time since I could come here and talk openly. I have locked the pain inside me and my own silence seems to match my mom's loss of words. We have both become silent to an extend.
My world slowly empties, like the world of my mom. The decisions are too difficult some days and my mom's suffering breaks my heart.
She has been admitted to hospital on Thursday night in ice cold weather, with pneumonia and has since been on oxygen. I hate to think about the physio tryinng to get the infection from her lungs with her strong hands on my mom's frail body. Should we not?! She can barely breathe and has lost all body fat. We are near to the end. Days, weeks... I am not sure we can talk about months any more at all.
The difficult decision is what do we stop doing. Antibiotics? (she is on the seventh range this year after an earlier mouth infection and bed sores). I don't know. I feel utterly lost. I love her so very much, and can only pray for relief and for tender care. We are both on the edge of sanity I think. Too much.
Oh how I HATE the insensitivity of some nurses that speak next to her bed about her condition and speculate the number of days. She cries and I can only wish for this to end for her - by Divine Miracle to give her back to us, or Divine Intervention to take her from us - for now.
Thank you for being here.
It has been some time since I could come here and talk openly. I have locked the pain inside me and my own silence seems to match my mom's loss of words. We have both become silent to an extend.
My world slowly empties, like the world of my mom. The decisions are too difficult some days and my mom's suffering breaks my heart.
She has been admitted to hospital on Thursday night in ice cold weather, with pneumonia and has since been on oxygen. I hate to think about the physio tryinng to get the infection from her lungs with her strong hands on my mom's frail body. Should we not?! She can barely breathe and has lost all body fat. We are near to the end. Days, weeks... I am not sure we can talk about months any more at all.
The difficult decision is what do we stop doing. Antibiotics? (she is on the seventh range this year after an earlier mouth infection and bed sores). I don't know. I feel utterly lost. I love her so very much, and can only pray for relief and for tender care. We are both on the edge of sanity I think. Too much.
Oh how I HATE the insensitivity of some nurses that speak next to her bed about her condition and speculate the number of days. She cries and I can only wish for this to end for her - by Divine Miracle to give her back to us, or Divine Intervention to take her from us - for now.
Thank you for being here.
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