Two weeks ago she fell at night, getting out of bed at night and hit her head on a table. She was rushed to the hospital. They said she had bleeding on her brain. After several days in the ICU she seemed to get better. Then out of nowhere she got some kind of lung infection or pneumonia. This became a major concern because she was having trouble breathing. They put her on oxygen and antibiotics. She seemed to rally after a couple days and got back to her old self. Suddenly on Sunday she took a turn for the worse and continued to go downhill.
That leads us to yesterday. I got a call from my sister that Mom was in bad shape and they were going to put her on "comfort" measures because she was no longer responding to treatments, I rushed to the Hospital and met several of my family members. The so called "comfort" measures were brutal. I wouldn't wish those on my worst enemy. They put a dog to sleep or lethally inject a murderer with more compassion than how they treated my Mother. They turned her oxygen off, gave her some morphine and some relaxent. She was partially conscious and was struggling to breath. She was basically drowning because of all the fluid in her lungs. She was groaning and in pain, my sister screamed at the nurse to help her and they finally gave her more morphine until she relaxed and then slipped into unconsciousness and finally died. Twenty minutes of living hell for this wonderful lady that didn't have to be.
I am reminded of two years ago when Morrissey's Mom died. I empathized with him about her death. Now I know how he truly felt. I've lost the one person on this earth that loved me unconditionally. Now, for me, Earth really is the loneliest planet..
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