Getting On with Life
June 22, 2014
The time is finally here.
Mom has been in a coma/veg state since April 24, when she suffered a
cardiac arrest. Mom had all sorts of
health issues from diabetes/high blood pressure/to bipolar disorder. This past year she has been diagnosed with
congestive heart failure and was hospitalized a few times from lack of
oxygen and trouble breathing. She started
dialysis back in December because of her kidney failing. What took her life after brain injury ultimately was
kidney failure as we discontinued dialysis since May 27th. She died July 18, 2014 way longer than anyone
thought. Thank goodness it happened
before I left for Baghdad and of course after I left Swaziland. I went to visit her in April and was thinking
she would die within the three week time period I was there. There is no rushing mom’s death. We did not believe in euthanasia and she left
no health directive. It has been rough,
to say the last.
Back in DC for consultations..what fun. Running into all these Washingtonians and
shuttle drivers. Man, I can never get
enough (not). I guess the best part about
being here *again* is having more time to spend with family and friends. Went for Dim Sum yesterday…yummm. Then meeting up with my cousin who I haven’t
seen in a while with his girlfriend.
Last but not least, being here for my brother to support him and to help
him get over the lost of mom. She is in
a better place..I started subscribing to the Bereavement e-mails from the Rest
Haven web site. I am trying to get more
people to post tributes but I guess it’s more if you are close family. Either way I always want to get an impression of
what people think of her..Most likely they’ll say she was a kind person. She came across that way. She did come across a few manic episodes when
I was in Ottawa (Canada), but she had a good heart and soul. I know they say to remember the good times,
but it’s the bad times that also stick out..Such as the time I got mad at
Alyssa for misbehaving, and yelled at her, and unintentionally trying to move
away, Alyssa grabbed my hand (not to let me go) and accidently fell. My mom cried at me, and speaking with tears,
she said, “you are mean to us because you know we love you.” She really is like me, sensitive and caring
and did not want me to get angry, especially at my daughter. She wanted me to be gentle. But as
much as I always gave her my troubles, she still forgave me. BTW, yes that was in my speech.
Everyone is welcome to share a memory -- please, do not feel obligated to send money or flowers, just post a memory or thoughts if you will on the tribute tab. Just Be sure to check out photos and videos I've already posted as well. Thank you, from the bottom of my <3.
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