I have regrets about my mother's last
My mother, who had been fighting liver cancer, spread to lymph and my physical condition suddenly changed after painful lung symptoms appeared, and my husband and I rushed to the hospital.
We had no children and worked together, and we stayed in a nursing home about 1 hour from our home so that we could handle whatever happened to our mother while we were away.
At the same time, she was a very playful yet good-natured mother. I received a lot of love
I was told at the hospital that it might be a few more days, and I stayed with them the whole day. They seem to be in great pain, but sometimes they work hard to have conversations with us, and even if they try to increase morphine, they say “it's okay.”
We took a hotel nearby that day, and the next day would be even more difficult, and we left the hospital together after the visitation time was over, hoping that blood pressure and oxygen would stabilize slightly and not wake up my sleeping mother, so as not to wake up my sleeping mother.
After that, about 1 hour later, the hospital contacted me and said, “I've stopped breathing, so please come right away!” and.
When they rushed in at full speed, they looked so distressed, they weren't breathing, and they didn't even look at me.
The heart stopped 2.3 minutes later.
I wonder why there was no one left at that time. I wonder why I couldn't be by your side during a difficult time when they stopped breathing, so I'm so sorry and I'm not sorry.
My mother has been on three legs ever since her father died in an accident in middle school. It would have been nice if we didn't go to a nursing home and live together even for a little while.
Did you try not to show the hardest moment when you stopped breathing? No, that might be my convenient interpretation.
That day was exactly my aunt's first 7th day. My aunt loved my mother and me very much. I attended my aunt's funeral, and my mother, who was unwell, was unaware of my aunt's death.
Did they work hard until my aunt's first 7 days, or did my aunt and father come to pick them up?
When my mother stopped breathing, I was only able to stay with the nurse. I'm sure my mother felt lonely.
I look at various sites every day to find a place to put my heart in, but I don't regret it.
