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I Love You Mom


5 May 2005

My mom had an aneurysm on April 7th. It was my baby sister's 16th birthday and my mom made her breakfast before school, hoping this would show her how much she loved her. They argued all the time, cause that's what 16 year olds do.

She went to work at the flower shop her and my dad owned for 27 years. A customer told my dad that my mom was laying on the floor. She collapsed as she was coming out of the cooler, the flowers still in her hand. My dad tried to help her by taking off her glasses and checking her breathing. He called me to say "the ambulance took your mom to the hospital, she collapsed!"

Thank God I am a stay at home mom. I rushed to the "wrong"hospital! When I finally made it to the right one, it was grim. They let us see her and she was in a coma. They told us it was so massive she would be vegetative if she survived. We called all the family and asked for a second opinion. They sent the first doctors partner in who of course agreed with his partner to let her go. We couldn't let go that easy, so we life-flighted her to Cleveland clinic.

We waited 4 days next to her, and were told again there was nothing they could do. Mom recently told her mother she would never ever want any of us to have to take care of her. My dad made the final decision to let her go on April 11th. The hardest part was seeing him sobbing uncontrollably, I've never seen my dad cry.

I honestly think Jesus gave the Catholic Mass we all went to at the clinic. None of us wanted to go, but knew my mom would have a fit if we missed church on Sunday. With dread we went and were shocked at how funny and happy the priest made the Mass. His sermon was that anyone of us could be Jesus. Treat everyone like they are.

After, he told our family he was just going to see my mom and she was famous. He never said why. He knew what room number she was in and her name. Alone he went in her room. We asked what church he was from and he said he was just a rent-a-priest.We never found out his name or church or why he was there. The real priest was on vacation! Maybe he told her it was OK to let go. My mom passed away, but will never be forgotten.

Her funeral mass was standing room only.She was mother of 6, Grandmother of 6, and wife of 35 years. She was a daughter, sister, aunt, and an angel. I LOVE YOU MOM!

Discussion, comments, or questions: Lynn Campian

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