Wednesday morning when dad went to wake my mom up he couldn’t get her so I went in there and she was unresponsive. She had been sick in the bed and other stuff. I got her to open her eyes for a split second, but nothing else. She was holding my hand though. Called for an ambulance and she went to the hospital. Turns out she had an aneurism in her brain, that was massive, and a stroke.
She is not expected to wake up from this. She is gone.
Thursday at 17:15 the disconnected her life support. She is very calm my brothers and sister are with her. I could not bring myself to go, I said goodby to her before she left the house. I just knew that she wouldn’t be coming back.
I am so happy that the last thing I said to my mom and the last thing she said to me was I love you. Like I said before, she was out of it really for the last several days, but she knew.
I am having a little bit of an issue with how I am feeling. I get emotional when I think about things, but maybe I think I should be sad all the time. She wouldn’t have wanted that. She hated seeing me being sad. Especially recently with the breakup I went through, she was very concerned.
Right now I am sitting here at the desk, it’s raining outside and all the puppies are sleeping in the room with me. I feel fine right now. I took the jewelry that mom was wearing and cleaned it all in case there was stuff on it and noticed that one of her necklaces were broken. I am wearing the ring that she had gotten to celebrate her and my dad’s 40th Anniversary. It isn’t until next September but she saw it and got it. While she has not had it long, it feels like her and I know how much she liked it. I can see it on her hand. It was on the hand I was holding.
I was going to post something yesterday, but I was feeling like it wasn’t appropriate. The thing is that I started this blog to express my feelings, to heal. So I am posting this. I don’t really know.
I can’t believe that it is happening I guess. It just doesn’t seem right.