It is so strange to look back and see all of things that happened prior to my mother passing on March 24, 2000. March 1st was my youngest daughters 1st birthday. My younger sister lives 10 1/2 hours away and I had called to tell her that there was a cheap flight into Indy that weekend - did she want to come home. Her schedule was very hectic but she decided to do it anyway. (Had she not made it home, it would have been since Christmas since she had seen mom)
On March 19, I turned 31 and mom and dad had spent Friday and Saturday in Indianapolis but came home early to help us celebrate. On Tuesday, March 21, I went to work (my parents own an appliance store and I was just working part time), when I arrived, my dad asked that I go and pick up my grandmother for her doctor appointment because he was too busy. A half an hour later when I returned to the store, one of the employees told me to get to the emergency room - that mom had passed out in the bathroom and was unconscious. (Had dad not asked me to go and get my grandmother, it would have been me who would have found her!) When I arrived at the emergency room, they were working on her and had stabilized her but did not know what was wrong. They were going to take her via helicopter to a large hospital that could take better care of her.
When she arrived at Lutheran Hospital in Fort Wayne, they did a CT Scan and found 3 aneurysms. One had ruptured and there were 2 options - surgery that night - or surgery in 2 weeks. The possibility of rupture was too great so we opted for immediate surgery. The first surgery lasted over 6 hours and when the doctor returned he said that she had made it through the surgery but things did not look good. Her brain was "purple" which meant that it had been deprived of oxygen during the initial trauma.
We were able to spend time with her, she never regained consciousness but did squeeze our hands on command. We are sure that she knew we were there. On Thursday, March 23rd, they did another CT Scan and her brain had swelled tremendously so they took here back into surgery. She again made it through surgery but her chances were slim. On Friday morning they did another CT Scan and determined that during the course of the night, the entire left side of her brain had stroked out and as the doctor said "Game Over". I do know that they did everything that they could to save mom.
There are days when I don't know what I am going to do. She was my mother but more than that she was my best friend. She was the grandmother to my daughters and a pillar in the community. I have had a couple of dreams since her death and in one she walked into my house, smiled, and said "Shauna, I am alright" and turned around and left. That dream gives me comfort. We donated mom's organs and now there are numerous people living because of her generosity, that was the kind of person that she was.
I have been reading through all of the ordeals that each of you have gone through and wish you all well. I do wish that mom was still here with us but am glad that she did not suffer. I know that with all of the damage from the initial trauma, she would not have had a good quality of life had she lived. Please keep my family in your prayers as I will keep all of you in mine. Thanks for listening.
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