
Every time I head to the memory care center to see mom, I take a small moment outside to take a breath and center myself. I remind myself that I know what to expect. Things are progressing fast and that I should expect anything walking in.
I didn’t expect this.
Mom was laying in her bed, breathing very laboriously. I had seen this before. My mother-in-laws final days were spent laying in bed, struggling to breathe. As I sat on the side of my moms bed, holding her hand, there were times where she stopped breathing and then it would come back in a frantic inhale. The body continuing to strive to live but the brain giving up.
My heart sank.

After all the reports from people visiting over the last week, I didn’t expect this. Mom had talked a bit, ate a bit, actually smiled at some. She wasn’t laying in a bed with only the sound of her breathing.
I talked with the nurse and mom did not eat today at all. They did give her morphine for pain a couple hours prior to my visit. They said they would try to wake her in a bit and see if she would drink an Ensure. My new expectations are not high.
So, here we are. Getting closer to the end.

I held her hand, told her I loved her, told her that she could go and kissed her forehead (to comfort myself more than her). There was no change in her being. My hope is that her soul heard me. There were a couple times that when she stopped breathing that I thought it would be the last. When it wasn’t, I reminded myself that this went on for days with Jim’s mom and there were agonizing minutes between breaths. We are not there yet.
I will continue to keep you all updated as things change.
If you have pictures you can send them to my email mdengnell@comcast.net.
Thank you again for all of your prayers, support and love. This would be so difficult without you all.
The below images ares for my mother. Her faith was her center and she loved butterflies. Her soul is gaining its wings.


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