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Showing Original Post only (View all)My mom died last night. [View all]
She was the wind beneath my wings. She fought the psych system ,the school system to get me help for my illness. She came up every Saturday to see me all the years in the psych hospitals.
She never stopped caring.
She even helped me get part of my transition surgery done that has brought me peace inside.
She was my champion,my guardian
My advocate and she was so good to me through so much bad.
I am thankful to have had her by my side growing up.
I miss her so much,my whole body hurts today. One day when I was at her place before she moved to Virginia to live with her sister Loretta she suddenly one day got racked by a stroke. I caught it and I called the ambulance,and okayed the clot busting drugs that gave her the ability to be coherent
Fora little more time.
I saw her with my sisters taking the 8 hour drive to see her. She declined so fast in a short time she was dramatically changed in a few short months.
I will always be grateful to my sister as we saw her alive in December. Before she passed last night January 2nd..
This past August it was her 90th birthday My sisters and I took the long trip to Galax to celebrate. Mom was aware and engaged back than. We threw her a birthday bash. She was even featured in the local newspaper.
She had a great time, We took her outside in her wheelchair and celebrated she was so happy under the tree with her huge brimmed sun hat soaking up the sunshine and love.
Last time I saw her was this past December, She was so damaged by the aging process. All of it happened so fast it shattered my heart.
She began to have worse Parkinson's symptoms ,she struggled with it, She was diagnosed with Supra nuclear palsy.
It's a terrible uncommon neurological disease that causes her muscles to lock up and it interferes with swallowing and speech. She was basically locked inside her body wanting to talk but she couldn't..
Her muscles in her arms were locked in the mummy position with wrists crossed on her chest. Her hands looked like talons because of the locked muscles.
I was lucky to feed her breakfast one last time. Loretta told me she didn't let anyone feed her but me. After she ate I sat with her a long time,before we went back home the next morning.
I so miss her.
Mom,there are no words to say how much I love you. And I will love you forever.