Mom is dying

A few days ago I received a call from my sister.  She had just finished signing papers for Mom:  Comfort only; do not resuscitate.

Mom is in a full-care facility and needs help with every form of daily living.  As of yesterday, she’d stopped eating.  She refuses to drink anything but enough sips of water to discharge saliva.  It appears that she’s ready to let go.  She’s 92 years old.

The past few months she’s been consciously preparing to die.  She hadn’t reached out to her children for years – and we are the only members of her very small world.  Answering the telephone simply became too difficult for her.

Her life had become a long series of having her freedoms taken from her.  Perhaps she is now asserting herself.  As she refused food or drink yesterday, she exercised her last freedom, the freedom to say, “No more.”

After my long visit with her, when it was time to leave, I kissed her and said good-bye.  I stood at the foot of the bed and said I would see her next time.  With the slightest motion – all she could manage – she shook her head.  No.

 

4 Responses to “Mom is dying”

  1. Bobolink April 12, 2011 at 12:22 pm #

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  2. Teresa April 14, 2011 at 3:25 am #

    Peaceful – I sit here completely blank after writing that one word. Perhaps that is all I need to say. Xo

    • Lucy April 14, 2011 at 8:07 am #

      Thank you. I think that is all there is to say. She was finally peaceful.

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