I’m sorry how your mother died. I think she would be impressed by the honesty in your essay:
“I was too forceful on the telephone, and didn’t have the polish of my older sister and older brother, who knew how to talk to doctors and nurses.”
None of us are leaving here alive. Someday those doctors and nurses may find themselves in your mother’s situation and discover their medical backgrounds won’t protect them. They will want a daughter like you who can fight an unneccessary intubation.
The staff at that hospital should read your essay. It could remind them of why they chose to work in the medical profession. They probably wanted to help people.
Thank you for your comment. It’s funny, my mother said that for years. As a joke, “None of us are gettin’ outa here alive!” And then she’d laugh.
Yes, for that one thing, being able to tell them no to intubation, I’ll be forever grateful I was there. It was horrifying knowing in my heart she was dying, and seeing them take out that thing. It looked three feet long…
Teresa I am so sorry for your loss. What a beautiful tribute to your mom.
You had me in tears reading about her passing. I just marked the 9 years since my mom died and I still miss her.
I think you and I had similar Catholic mothers and probably some what similar childhoods. We only had 5 kids not 9.
I’m glad you saved your mom from the intubation and she was probably ready to go. The doctors at Providence did Catholic euthanasia with the increasing of the morphine for my mom. With her agreement before they started. She knew it was the end and was ready.
I don’t think we ever get over losing our mothers no matter how old we are. Allow yourself to grieve as long as you want. God bless you.
I was glad I got to know your mother.
I’m sorry how your mother died. I think she would be impressed by the honesty in your essay:
“I was too forceful on the telephone, and didn’t have the polish of my older sister and older brother, who knew how to talk to doctors and nurses.”
None of us are leaving here alive. Someday those doctors and nurses may find themselves in your mother’s situation and discover their medical backgrounds won’t protect them. They will want a daughter like you who can fight an unneccessary intubation.
The staff at that hospital should read your essay. It could remind them of why they chose to work in the medical profession. They probably wanted to help people.
Thank you for your comment. It’s funny, my mother said that for years. As a joke, “None of us are gettin’ outa here alive!” And then she’d laugh.
Yes, for that one thing, being able to tell them no to intubation, I’ll be forever grateful I was there. It was horrifying knowing in my heart she was dying, and seeing them take out that thing. It looked three feet long…
Teresa I am so sorry for your loss. What a beautiful tribute to your mom.
You had me in tears reading about her passing. I just marked the 9 years since my mom died and I still miss her.
I think you and I had similar Catholic mothers and probably some what similar childhoods. We only had 5 kids not 9.
I’m glad you saved your mom from the intubation and she was probably ready to go. The doctors at Providence did Catholic euthanasia with the increasing of the morphine for my mom. With her agreement before they started. She knew it was the end and was ready.
I don’t think we ever get over losing our mothers no matter how old we are. Allow yourself to grieve as long as you want. God bless you.