Bodacious Boomer

My mom died tonight at 6:50 pm. We were with her. Rosie, my friend of thirty years, was there too. When we got there today, mom knew who I was. I took a bunch of photos from when the kids were little. I think she knew what she was looking at. I told her she had to get better. I was going to get her some enchiladas. She said her stomach wouldn’t tolerate it. She knew Rosie after she introduced herself. After to speaking to both of her doctors today, it had become apparent that she wasn’t going to recover, but the end could take awhile. Brad and I decided to stop the pressors, the medicine supporting here blood pressure and to let them administer some morphine. The doctors told me it would be about 12 hours. They stopped the BP meds and gave her the morphine at 5pm.  She seemed slightly agitated so they gave her some Adavan at 6pm. Just before that she looked at Amanda teary eyed and said “I want to go home.” Amanda told her she’d be home in a couple of days. After that she asked her “Will I be OK?”, and Amanda said yes.

Shortly thereafter the Adavan kicked in and she became relaxed. Although her eyes stayed open, she was actually gone, but it took another 30 minutes for her to flatline. It was very horrible for us to watch. I hugged her and told her that Daddy (my dad) was waiting for her. It was actually a very peaceful exit for her, and thank God, a quick one- three hours. Luckily Brad is handling all the paperwork. I haven’t cried anymore since just after her passing. I’m sure that I will. However, I know in my heart that’s she is in a much better place with no afflictions. I’m totally spent. I’m going to take some Advil and aspirin, unplug my phone and go to bed. Good night Mom. I love you.