It seems as though it has been so very long since we have RVed and it truly has. We returned from Perry with plans to go on a July trip as we have done for the past 15 years but life happens and our plans changed. Really our hearts changed. On March 26 Mom fell and hit her head quite hard. We spent an evening in the emergency department where they assured us that she was fine. The next morning, Tuesday she got up, went to breakfast and seemed to be fine but as the week progressed she seemed to be declining.
On Friday we took her to have her hearing checked. Although she had no trouble with the hearing assessment she did have trouble maneuvering as she was getting weaker. On Sunday we got a call from the nurses saying that Mom was complaining of intense pain in her face. Mom was definitely not a complainer so we guessed something was wrong. On Monday we saw her doctor and he told us that he thought possibly it was a sinus infection. Otherwise he could see nothing wrong.
Tuesday night I got a call from the nurses saying that Mom had developed a rash on her face and they were afraid it was shingles so off to the ED we went again. An hour’s drive to the hospital to meet Mom seemed to last forever especially since I was driving. Although he was really sick Jerry insisted on going with me but he wanted me to drive. For him to want me to drive at night on the back roads should tell you how bad he felt! He spent the night in the car in the ED parking lot and Mom and I spent the night in the ED. She got along OK until about 3:00 am and then understandably began to fade. Around 7:00 they came in and told us that Mom had pink eye. Really! We’ve been the ED all night for pink eye! We took a very exhausted Mom by to her assisted home facility and then head home ourselves.
We had barely gotten home and settled in when we got another call saying that Mom did not have pink eye but had shingles and they were afraid they were going to her eye. They had made her an appointment with an ophthalmologist and we had to be there by 1:00. On the road again. When my poor Mom got to the doctor’s office she was so very exhausted that she hardly knew where she was. Fortunately the shingles did not appear to be in her eye but she was given medication to hopefully stave it off.
Back to Cypress Glen and Mom to her bed. I spent Friday with Mom and she seemed to be OK despite her fatigue. Early Saturday morning we had a call saying that Mom was very confused and they couldn’t take care of her and were requesting that we get there. My sister lives closer so she was there as quickly as possible. It was a bad day finally culminating in Mom’s third visit to the ED. After being on the Observation Unit for two nights and two days they finally admitted her to the hospital. The next eight days were difficult to say the least as Mom waxed and waned frequently. She slept a lot and ate very little. Either my sister or I were there every day stretching into the evening watching Mom sleep a lot.
We knew the end was in sight so my sister and I began looking at the alternatives. Calling in Hospice was one of the most difficult decisions we made but also one of the wisest. On Tuesday, April 17 Mom returned to her home at Cypress Glen. She was surrounded by familiar faces and a lot of love as she continued to decline. On Friday morning we got the call that we should come to Cypress Glen as they were noticing some changes so my sister and I both were there as soon as possible. God so blessed us during those last days as we laid on her small bed, a daughter on each side of her singing old hymns in harmony. We literally spent hours laying with her. As we did the caretakers often came in and shared with us how Mom had brightened their days, how she had prayed with them, how she had encouraged them and how she loved them. Mom had often said that she didn’t understand why the Lord was keeping her on earth and I always told her that he had a reason, that she was touching someone and making a difference. Her response was that she surely didn’t know what it was. I replied that that was the beauty of it – Mom’s humbleness was precious. Although Helen Jo and I knew that the staff cared for Mom and that Mom cared deeply for them we didn’t know the depth of those feelings. We didn’t know how Mom had blessed so many people. God surely blessed us with that last week when we were able to learn more about our precious Mama.
God took her home Monday night, April 23. We were all there as she slipped into heaven. As heavy as our hearts were we couldn’t have wished more life for her. We knew she was quickly in the arms of Jesus getting to see our precious brother who we lost when he was 18 and her mother as well. Mom was only nine when her mother died. Can you imagine the reunion? Oh Sweet Jesus.
Has it been difficult without Mom? Yes and no. No, because we know she is with Jesus but yes because we miss her. Why haven’t we traveled this spring and summer? It’s hard to explain but I just felt the need to be at home. I know it seems backwards as I was more comfortable traveling when Mom was living and then reluctant to afterward. I guess I just need familiarity and needed to gather my family and friends. My sister and I are in very close contact. When we can’t get together we are constantly on the phone for looooong conversations! Although we were already close the loss of Mom has forged an even deeper relationship.
God blessed us with a precious mother for 92 years. After she fell 2 ½ years ago her life changed and her world became very small. Her memory began to fail but praise God she never had a problem knowing us. Thank you Jesus that you gave me to her. What a blessing.