I was driving into work this morning when I got a call from my father. “The nursing home just called and they said Mom is dying.” The call that we have been waiting for/dreading.
I turned around and drove to the nursing home. She was not breathing normally. Her breathing rate was 8 per minute when is should be around 16 per minute. She was on oxygen.
We sat with her and hospice came and sat with us as well. She was still breathing when I left this afternoon. I asked if the oxygen was keeping her alive and they said no, that it is just for comfort. Sometime in the next day or two, she will probably die.
It is sad but the road has been so long and she has suffered a lot. Mom, I love you.
If I disappear for a little while over the next few days, it will be because of Mom. I will post because it helps me a lot.