” What a great weekend this will be!I get to see my family on both sides!” This is a statement my mother made Saturday evening on our way back from the 90th birthday of her brother-in-law. He was married to one of Moms sisters and has been a cherished member of the family for longer than I have been alive.
Mom had a wonderful time there visiting with her family of nieces and nephews.As I have said before Mom was one of seven girls and one boy born into a strong Southern Baptist family. Seeing her nieces and nephews is as close to seeing her sisters as she can get. That was Saturday.
Sunday morning at about five in the morning I heard her call my name. She was sitting on the side of her bed gasping for breath. “This is bad one…” she struggled to speak. Mom has C.O.P.D and asthma as well as congestive heart failure.
We have gone through this several times in the past year resulting in an ambulance and hospitalization three of those times. Mom has told us all she was not going back to the hospital.
We have put into place several procedures so that I could deal with this situation at home. Ambu bag and an epi-pen. I’m not going to go into detail about what happened in that room Sunday morning because that is very personal….something that was shared only between mother and son.
But I will say this. When I tried everything and nothing worked I told my mom I was calling 911. She emphatically said NO. So I leaned her up against my chest and put my arms around her and said, “OK, we’ll go through this together Mom. She went limp in my arms and I laid her back on the bed. Then I put my head on her chest and prayed out loud.
My sister arrived shortly. Then the coroner and the funeral home and like my father I picked her up and carried her to the gurney.
We buried her today next to my father who we buried this past January. It was a glorious service that had loud gospel singing led by her family that she cherished so much.
She was absolutely right Sunday. It was a glorious weekend for her. She got to see her family on both sides.