month, Mom passed away yesterday after a steep three day decline. On
Friday she was sitting up and eating, when fed by an aide, on
Saturday she was quiet and the nursing staff contacted Dad and said
"there had been a change", on Sunday I went to see her and she was
"sleeping" and quiet in bed. Dad went to see her Monday morning, she
was again/still "sleeping" and he discussed hospice with the staff,
but made no decision. At 7.15PM last night the facility called him
and notified him that she died, peacefully.
She must have said, "I want to see Jesus" thousands of times during
her last 13 months and I last heard her say just that several weeks
ago when Linda and I visited her together. Well, I believe she will
get her wish one day, but right now she knows nothing in the longest
sleep.
Dad and I are plodding through the paperwork involved in the American
way of death. After dozens of phone calls to friends and family
across the continent the word of her passing is gradually spreading
among those who loved her.
This is Craig Philpott at cphilpot@puc.edu and this blog is closed.