A Very Sad Post – Prayers for Mom

10.04.08 / Family / Author: Anna
Tags: Cancer, death, heaven, Jesus, loss of my mom, pneumonia, prayers, sickness, spring break

This is probably the hardest post that I will ever write in my life. I have waited for days searching for the right words to say here.

My heart is broken and is so heavy right now. I lost my mom this past Saturday, April 5, 2008.

My kids are on Spring Break this week and so we were planning to go to NC and spend the week with my mom. I talked with her Thursday night and we made a grocery list and talked about all the things we were going to do when I got there.

Things like going shopping, taking my baby girl to get her ears pierced (my mom has been wanting to do that for a while but wasn’t well enough to venture out to do it), cooking and baking together. Just a week filled of time together.

Mom had asked me to come up early Saturday morning and of course, I agreed.

On Friday, I was busy running around, getting things done when I got a call from a good friend of my mom’s. She told me that they were putting my mom in the hospital to give her blood and fluids cause she was weak and needed to be hydrated.

She said that my mom would call me later once they knew how long she would be there to let me know for sure when to come to NC. It was a routine thing and no big deal. Mom was in good spirits.

I then got a call at 5:30 Friday afternoon telling me that mom had a room at the hospital and the doctor’s discovered that she had pneumonia. But she assured me that mom was fighting through it.

The doctor’s did a cat scan on my mom to see where and how serious the pneumonia was. They discovered that there was good news and bad news.

The good news was that the tumor that she was having treatments on had shrank dramatically and was about the size of the tip of your pinkie. The bad news was that the pneumonia was pretty serious.

She was still fighting. She didn’t want to go to sleep and she didn’t want the oxygen mask over her face. She told a friend of hers that she would be alright. That was at 7:30pm.

Then I got a call Friday night around 11pm telling me that my mom was not doing very well. She was resting but it didn’t look very good. (I was writing my last post when the phone rang on update on mom)

I talked with my aunt and then my sister and decided to make the trip to NC that night. I left at midnight and arrived in NC at the hospital at 4am.

I went straight to my mom’s room and when I saw her, my heart broke. She was sedated and having a very hard time breathing. She had the oxygen mask on.

I didn’t want to face the truth. I wanted my mom to recover, to come out of this, but everyone kept telling me that she wouldn’t come out of it. It was so hard seeing her like that, struggling to take each breath.

We all had time to go in and say goodbye to her. My brothers, sisters, aunt, friends, and her fiancee. As I was sitting there by her bedside talking to her, my 9 month old took a hold my mom’s hand.

My mom squeezed my hand as if to say I know you are here. I broke down. I prayed with her and told her that we would be ok. I told her to go on to her Father in Heaven and that I would see her again very soon.

My mom took her last breath at 11:45am Saturday morning. My son was holding her hand and I was at the foot of the bed holding on to her leg when she left us.

This has been a very difficult week for me and my children. I thank all of you that held her up in prayer. I ask that you keep me and my family in your thoughts and prayers now as we have to go through this life without my mom.