Mum passed away on Thursday in a Marie Curie hospice. It was only meant to be a respite stop over before going home but the cancer in her bowel spread. It’s been a horrendous time and feels like it was a bad nightmare. I can’t believe my mum’s really gone. For the last two days she was given large amounts of pain relief as she was in real agony and was heavily sedated as she suffered from terminal agitation. She seemed almost unconscious as she was unable to move or speak but was able to hear. This was most distressing to see. However, I’m trying to remind myself that the pain was eventually controlled which is so important. But I didn’t even get the chance of a final proper conversation with her.
I feel cheated that it came too quickly despite the prognosis of 7-8 months in the New Year. I also feel terrible that we weren’t able to bring her home as she wanted and we had planned, but her condition deteriorated before we could. It’s all a real shock and I think it’s going to take a while to accept how this happened. No one prepared me for how very brutal it would be.
i just can’t get the image of what she looked like out of my head. My poor mum. I’m even questioning the whole sedation situation.