I'm doing the night shift with her tonight. She hasn't eaten for days and only managed an occasional sip of water through a straw. She hasn't been conscious for most of the day (probably due to her meds been increased) when she is conscious she can barely speak and is confused)
It's been a painful long drawn out illness.
I'm afraid to close my eyes in case I wake up and she's gone.
I'm with you nailit. I went through this with my Vera. Our lady GP, (also a friend) was with us. At the end, Vera opened her eyes, looked up past me and smiled at whoever had come to collect her, I think her mum or dad. Our GP broke down and cried on my shoulder when she left.
Not long after she was asking who the man in the white coat was, she said that he said 'they' all wanted her to go with 'them' but the man in the white coat told her that she couldn't go just yet...
You hear stories about the dying talking like this all the time but this gave me goosebumps.
And I'm a sceptic!!!
I don't know what to say, Nailit. I just hope that the meds are making her as comfortable as possible and that you are taking care of yourself as well through this emotional time.
I empathise and sympathise with you nailit. My siblings and I took turns at vigil with my father. Sitting there through the night listening to the labored breathing, wondering when it will cease. I missed his passing, my sister was with him. Your mother will be guided and cared for, this is not the end. I wish you love and healing.
Waterboatman, your words about your lovely Vera are so beautiful, you moved me to tears. God bless you.
My mum died in my arms too and as I was holding her so tight I actually could feel her pulling away from me as if saying let me go I want to go. She was only 68.