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Date: 12/14/2008 4:23:13 PM
Author: FrekeChild
Hello everyone,
I slept better than I have in a long time last night. That may have had to do with the fact that I was emotionally and physically exhausted, but it could have had something to do with the fact that I drank a martini at dinner and then came home, a friend came over and we made mojitos. Either way, I''m not complaining. It was the first night in two weeks I''ve slept without the aid of a Tylenol PM.
I think in a lot of ways that I''ve been grieving for a long time. My mom was incredibly active, walking 3 miles a day, renovating my condo, driving all over the city, and when she became this skinny body that couldn''t drive, didn''t have the energy to microwave a can of soup, that is when I lost my mom. I remember staying up almost all night last Christmas, and writing this long email to FF about how I had finally realized that this could be the last Christmas I had with her and how hard that was for me (and mind you, this was still when she was doing ok...) and I just remember sobbing at the computer while typing the email. Little did I know that I would be right, and that was the last Christmas I would have with her.
When FF and I were talking to her the day before she passed, her voice had stopped working, and she could only stage whisper. She kept talking about Christmas, and she wanted to know what we were going to do in Vegas, and was talking about how they weren''t making her do anything she didn''t want to do, like eat or drink or whatever, and that they just kept giving her pain meds. She wanted to know when they were going to let her out. And I sat there, with tears running down my face silently, occasionally sniffing, and she asked me if I was sick. She couldn''t see the tears because she wasn''t wearing her glasses, and I was managing to keep my voice steady. I lied to her and told her that FF had woken up with a stuffy nose, and I had woken up with the sniffles. She knew this was a lie-since I can remember, my colds and sinus infections (and there have been a lot of them) have started out with a stuffy nose, and she, of course, knew this. But she just nodded serenely, accepted my lie, and asked for more root beer.
I sat here just a minute ago, thinking about dinner last night and how much the bill was, and all of the stories that were told, and how I should call her and tell her what had happened. Realizing I couldn''t...hurts.
I''m going to miss my mommy.
You sound good Liz. Glad you are safe and sound. Would love to hear more about Vegas when you have time and are settled. HUGS!!!Date: 12/20/2008 5:58:50 PM
Author: FrekeChild
I''m in the McCarran Airport, safe and sound. Having it snow in Vegas was pretty...interesting...I''ve spent a fair amount of time thinking about my mom, but only a couple of tears have been shed. And many of those were of happiness, the way she would have wanted.
Nice to hearDate: 12/20/2008 5:58:50 PM
Author: FrekeChild
I''m in the McCarran Airport, safe and sound. Having it snow in Vegas was pretty...interesting...I''ve spent a fair amount of time thinking about my mom, but only a couple of tears have been shed. And many of those were of happiness, the way she would have wanted.
I''m sorry to hear what happened, and i hope you continue to hold this to your heart.Date: 12/20/2008 5:58:50 PM
Author: FrekeChild
I''m in the McCarran Airport, safe and sound. Having it snow in Vegas was pretty...interesting...I''ve spent a fair amount of time thinking about my mom, but only a couple of tears have been shed. And many of those were of happiness, the way she would have wanted.