| Lost mom to lung cancer on Monday, needing help.
I posted many months ago with questions about my moms lung cancer and pain management and got lots of advice. Now I am here needing help to cope with losing her. She bravely battled lung cancer for just over 19 months and though we knew the end was near, I don't think we were at all prepared. She had been doing "ok" until last Wednesday. She'd been in more pain the last couple of weeks (she still refused to take anything stronger than Tylenol 3 & 4 because of problems she had with stronger medications earlier) but I don't think any of us thought she would go when she did. Last Wednesday, she simply told my Dad that she had had enough and was ready to give up. Thursday night she called my sister and asked her to spend the night (we set up a twin bed in her room so we could stay when she needed us, my Dad is there too, as well as my brother). I stayed on Friday night and my brother stayed with her on Saturday so my sister and I could be with our families Easter morning. Easter Sunday she seemed drastically worse, she hadn't hardly drank anything in a day or two and had eaten absolutely nothing. I went over there twice that day and then decided to spend the night. I held her hand early in the evening and asked her again to tell me that she believed in God, she nodded, and I asked her to tell me again that we would all be together again, she again nodded. This was the last of our communication. Later in the evening I held her hand and she grasped mine with both hands, only to seem to "listen" to our hands, she kept pulling them to her ears, I don't know why. The thing is, I layed on the twin bed later that night and fell asleep (I work full time, have 3 kids and had gotten little sleep the last two nights). The bedroom light and the TV were on and the TV kept making this loud buzz sound (4 times during the night) that would wake me. It is my regret that I didn't wake enough to go to her bed and hold her, I feel like that is what the buzz was for, for me to be awakened to be with her. Each time I awoke, I looked at her and she was always awake, looking around the room. I'm having a very hard time with the fact that maybe she needed me and couldn't tell me. I awoke at 6:00 am and she was gone.... and I am struggling immensely. One minute I KNOW that she is out of pain, in heaven, watching down over me and the next I feel like I cannot accept that I will not see her for the rest of my life, almost like a panic feeling inside. I know so many others have gone through the same thing, I'm just needing encouragement. My husband keeps telling me that though she was awake during the night that her mind wasn't really there and that she wouldn't have known if I had held onto her, that she was moving on and in her own world. Is he right? Thanks so much for taking time to read this, and to anyone who opts to reply, thank you from the bottom of my heart.
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