In my subject line it tells you what's happen this week.
I've lost three family members in one week, and today two within hours apart from one another (today).
This morning started off like any other Saturday, me having to work at Starbucks about fourty five minutes into my shift my Mom calls me to tell me that the hospital wanted all family members there because my Aunt who has been in and out of the hospital for the last year was having a hard night. And they felt she wasn't going to make it.
I was at Starbucks working when my mother called me at work, to tell me I had to get to the hospital they were going to take her of the venterlator that they put her on on Wednesday this past week. I didn't see her when she was at the hospital at first, I felt she didn't want me to see her like that. At the ending of yesterday I felt that maybe I should see her one last time. I didn't perpare myself for what I was walking into.
I know things where bad for her, and the only thing that kept her alive was the ventulator that they had her on. I arrived around 930am at the hospital, my Mom was the only one there at that moment, I told my Aunt that I loved her and that it's okay to go to GranMom and GranDad, it's okay to go to my Aunt Edie (her sister) that are no longer with us. Before she kept saying she wished they would come and take her, that she wanted them to come and take her. I always said for her not to say that because it hurt me, I felt like and told her that she was giving up. A Catholic preist gave my Aunt her last rights (I had my blessed mary and jesus medal with me, along with St. Michael and St. Gabriel medals too, and I had St. Pio in hopes one of them or all of them could be with her), I didn't have my roary with me so I had to make due with my medals. I'm wearing them as I type this.
I spent the whole time at the hospital along with my Aunts and Uncles her sons, two grand daughters and my Dad was able to leave work. Once everyone got to saw her, say what they wanted to say my cousins (her two sons) said they wanted her to be taken off the vent, the nurse said it would take a few hours (you don't realize how long just those few hours are) before she pass.
We sat with her the whole time, I didn't want to leave her side because of this, I had a hard time because Mom and I had done so much with her within this last year, and seeing her slowly die it just tore me up. Today was the hardest thing I've done, waiting for God to take her, that was the hardest and I don't think I'll ever forget it.
Between 225pm -235pm today my Aunt Lois passed away in the hospital, with all of her loved ones with her. As her heart slowly stopped I kept saying the lords prayer and Hail Mary, it was the only things truly comforting.
Before they removed the vent from my Aunt I looked behind where I was sitting, I was closest to the door. I felt my Aunt standing behind me, and knew she was with someone, someone that would take her up in heaven, I knew it and felt at peace. That's when i knew she was no longer with us.
I've never seen anyone die like that before today, and didn't know what to expect, didn't know what reaction I would have. Until now, I'm sad, and very much missing her more than I realized I would. There were things I never got to do with her, and only hope that God forgave her sins. I'm sure he did considering I felt her leave us, and felt that she was at peace.
I called a few of my friends and coworkers letting them know what's happen since they knew how bad things where. I haven't had a chance to come here to post anything because I've been busy.
My Aunt Sally passed on Thursday, she's my Granmom's sister...
We had another family member past tonight, around 830-ish my Mom told me who it was, but I can't remember. They say death comes in threes, it sure has. Two in one day, and three in one week, talk about scary, huh?
I don't know what to do now other than continue saying the lords prayer before I go to bed, it comforts me... many it's for the best.
Until later... good night.