To wake up from two nightmares at once.
Well, there's no way to sugarcoat it or give it a worthy lead in, so I'll just say it. My mother passed away last night. As sad as that is, it's more a relief than anything else. The suffering she was going through could not be alleviated or helped, and for the past few days her 'life' wasn't really life at all. I visited her on friday, and I knew it was going to be the last time I saw her. I still regret making that visit, I hated seeing her in the condition she had deteriorated into. I'm glad I at least got to say what needed to be said, and "make my peace" as they say it, not that we were on even remotely bad terms. I'm told her condition was even worse saturday and sunday. She wasn't even really conscious yesterday, so I'm not sure if she was 'awake' or not when she died.
I guess my dad got a call last night around 12:15 am that it was time, and he apparently pounded on my door to the point that he nearly broke it down, and yet failed to wake me up. This makes no sense to me, for as some of you know I'm the lightest sleeper who has ever existed. So, he and my sister drove to the hospice center, but failed to make it in time. She died with a nurse and one of her childhood friends at her side, so at least she wasn't alone. I wouldn't have even known if my dad hadn't slid a note under my door when he got home around 4:30.
Well... I guess that's not technically true... I did sort of have a feeling something wasn't right. Now, I'm not a superstitious or religious person, but you can all take this for what you want: Last night around 2:30 am while I was asleep, I could have sworn I heard my mom moan from the next room (this was commonplace, she did that all the time in her sleep). It dragged me into a half-conscious state and confused me for a minute, but then I went back to sleep. Just a few seconds later I very clearly heard, in a loud voice, my mom say, "GREGG". It startled the hell out of me and woke me up. I shook it off, went to the bathroom (failing to notice that my dad was no longer home), and went back to bed. For the rest of the night, and when I got up this morning, I sort of sensed that something was wrong. Of course when I saw the note from my dad that just said, "Don't go into work today," I immediately knew what had happened.
Anyway, there's a LOT that needs to be done today and the next few days, so I'm going to start tending to that right now. This week is going to suck something fierce, but hopefully life will start to drift back into normality around here afterward, granted it will never be quite the same again...
I guess my dad got a call last night around 12:15 am that it was time, and he apparently pounded on my door to the point that he nearly broke it down, and yet failed to wake me up. This makes no sense to me, for as some of you know I'm the lightest sleeper who has ever existed. So, he and my sister drove to the hospice center, but failed to make it in time. She died with a nurse and one of her childhood friends at her side, so at least she wasn't alone. I wouldn't have even known if my dad hadn't slid a note under my door when he got home around 4:30.
Well... I guess that's not technically true... I did sort of have a feeling something wasn't right. Now, I'm not a superstitious or religious person, but you can all take this for what you want: Last night around 2:30 am while I was asleep, I could have sworn I heard my mom moan from the next room (this was commonplace, she did that all the time in her sleep). It dragged me into a half-conscious state and confused me for a minute, but then I went back to sleep. Just a few seconds later I very clearly heard, in a loud voice, my mom say, "GREGG". It startled the hell out of me and woke me up. I shook it off, went to the bathroom (failing to notice that my dad was no longer home), and went back to bed. For the rest of the night, and when I got up this morning, I sort of sensed that something was wrong. Of course when I saw the note from my dad that just said, "Don't go into work today," I immediately knew what had happened.
Anyway, there's a LOT that needs to be done today and the next few days, so I'm going to start tending to that right now. This week is going to suck something fierce, but hopefully life will start to drift back into normality around here afterward, granted it will never be quite the same again...