My Mum passed away on 8th January after an 18 month battle with advanced small cell lung cancer with brain mets.
Things went downhill really fast and I spent 4 nights in the hospital with her in a bunk bed at the bottom of her hospital bed. I was told on the Friday it could be weeks if not days and then on the Sunday I was told it'd be sooner.
On the Monday night, after the syringe driver, more painkillers etc. to make her comfortable and breathing easy, she took her last breath at 11.50pm with me and my husband right beside her. (Her death was not 'official' until 5.30am on 8th). Her breathing changed just like the palliative doctor told us and we knew it was time.
She looked so very peaceful when she passed. No more pain or suffering. I'd spent the whole weekend talking to her, cuddling her - everything you'd want to do when saying goodbye to your Mother. I was already grieving when she was still with us. I was crying, being sick in the hospital toilets, not eating, not sleeping.
As soon as she passed I felt like I could eat again, and then felt guilty about that. I could sleep again, I felt guilty about that. I just felt immense guilt because of the relief that Mum was no longer in any pain and cancer could not longer rule her.
For the last week since her passing I've been busy with all of the arrangements - I'm an only child and live 2.5 hours from her so I'm staying with my Nan and Grandad who have obviously been emotional too since losing their daughter. They didn't think they would outlive one of their children.
Because I've been so busy I feel I haven't had the time to grieve properly and I'm being strong for everyone else. I haven't cried much and I'm just scared it's going to hit me like a lorry any time soon. Perhaps it will be at the funeral which isn't until 1st February because of waiting times (busy times?!)
The stages of grieving worry me. I don't know how I will react, how I will break down, where I will break down, how I will overcome it.
I feel that when I go 'home' away from family it will all be too much to bear, to go back to a normal working life where everyone is getting on with life as though nothing has changed. For me everything has changed.
Sorry I'm just rolling with words now but wanted to let it out.
Thank you for listening x