Thursday, November 5, 2015

Home after visit with mom

Oct 23 Kristi sent out a text and pic of mom, telling us because of issues happening right then with Mom's health, she felt the end could be near. I decided to fly out on Sun the 25. Mom had been choking on her mucous so they began a new med program that included Mucinex and a thicken powder to put in all her drinks. It worked and she began to recover, at least as much as she recovers.

It is quite sad to see your mother in the final stages of this earth life. This is a day in her life:
Wakes and waits for the CNA to arrive, give her a bed bath, dress her.
Lifted and moved from her hospital bed to the wheelchair and into her chair in the living room.
Gary feeds her breakfast.
She then lies in her chair, drowsing off and on until lunch, 2pm.
Debbie, who comes to watch Mom while Gary leaves, feeds her lunch.
She is wearing a catheter for urine, but must be sat on the portable commode for BM.
Eats dinner at 4:30.
Moved from chair to bed at 5:00 and she sleeps.
She was always so vibrant and a doer and shaker. The strokes and pain have done in her vitality.
Kristi said she wouldn't eat dinner last night, said she wasn't going to eat again so that she could just die. I hope that changes and she will eat.

She has lost so much weight and is so fragile. She is/was a great mom. I really don't know how she accomplished all she did with the circumstances of her life. She will be greatly missed by all her family and friends.

Kristi is so tender and loving with mom. Just really dedicated this portion of her life to taking care of Mom in the final stage. Gary is incredible also; Rashelle lives there and is a sweet and helpful granddaughter.

Paige came over once with Macy and Hattie and brought her rolls and a few brownies.
Scott came over twice and brought lunch/dinner. He was able to stay longer and helped with Mom.

I love this pic of Macy and Mom. Macy was sitting in the chair next to Mom, I looked over and Mom was pulling Macy to sit on her lap. Paige said, is she too heavy Grandmother? No. It was so sweet.

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