Postby Twins' Mom » Sun Jun 09, 2019 7:43 pm
My mother has had a long life, much longer than I ever imagined. She's 92. She had high BP and was diabetic and then had breast cancer in her 70s. Her quality of life for at least the last year (she will have been at assisted living two years later this month) hasn't been great, tbh. She's increasingly lost her ability to carry on a conversation or know people or remember anything except things that might have happened years ago. But she's been relatively content or happy if that's such a thing in the shape she's been in. She hasn't been angry or unpleasant, she's had people there at assisted living that loved on her and saw how sweet she is now. As I said, I've lived for quite a few years wondering when the "shoe would drop," I just didn't expect that both my brother and sister would have passed away. My brother's only been gone a year and two months ago, while my sister died in Oct 2016 so I suspect the grieving compounds somehow. All this is the rational stuff. The emotions are a different place altogether, not rational however.
My father will have been gone for 20 years next month. He was born in 1911 however, mother in 1927.
Reading some about the process of dying, the withdrawal, clammy skin and lowered body temp are indications. But there's not a crystal ball to say how long.
I'm supposed to be away for a week beginning 22 June, so I've emailed re: possibly cancelling my institute registration, although haven't made a hard decision.
Be at war with your vices, at peace with your neighbors, and let every new year find you a better [wo]man. Ben Franklin