I buried my mother January 10, 1994, after her aneurysm ruptured. She was 60 years old and in perfect health and was such a vibrant person.
She awoke on Christmas Eve 1993 with a very bad headache and vomiting. By the time she got to the hospital she was unconscious and had to be put on a respirator to help her breath. For hours we set while they ran test to determine what was wrong with her. I will always remember that the nurse that was taking care of her kept saying I am so sorry that this is happening to your family on Christmas Eve. I was flabbergasted when the Doctor finally came out and told us that my mom had an aneurysm.
My mom regained consciousness the next evening. My family was able to talk to her although she was not herself. My husband says that we were able to see and spend time with my mother while all her inhibitions were down. It was great! She was definitely a funny person after she regained consciousness. This was extremly hard on my family because it brought back so many bad memories of when I had a brain aneurysm in 1975 when I was 18 years old. My husband who I was dating at the time that I got sick and my father were now reliving all of this again with my mother.
Literally one moment the hospital was calling me to inform me that my mom was being moved to a regular room, and the next moment they were calling to inform me that the aneurysm had ruptured and they needed my permission to operate. All that I could think was I just left the hospital and she was fine. How could this be happening? All that I could think was that my mom is so beautiful. How could this happen to her. Talk about emotions running wild.
Why did I survive this terrible thing only to see my mother die from what I survived. I am a survivor and I can say that this experience has only made me stronger. I have survived my own aneurysm and I have also survived the death of my mother to an aneurysm. People will tell that the Lord does not give you more than you can bear. This is true, because I would have never thought that I could have survived losing my mother in such a tragic way. She was too young.
Update: 6 Aug 2002
On July 27, 2002 my sister had a brain aneurysm. It has been a week since her surgery and her prognosis is good. This is the third aneurysm in my family and it is very disconcerting. NOW the doctors want to test my sister's children and my children.
At the time of my mother's death I thought that my sister and her children and my children should be given an MRI but the doctors felt like that the fact that my mother and me both having an aneurysm was coincidental. I did at that time have my daughter tested, but not my sons. It is a true blessing that my sister's prognosis is good, although you never know for sure when a person has an aneurysm. They are so unpredictable. But my family and I are very optimistic that she will recover.
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