Tuesday, 29 May 2012
When God Is Ready.
Nobody wants to talk about death and yet , like sex, it is an integral part of our lives, that all of us will experience.
The last couple of weeks have been rather hard . Mum is 97 and slipping away from us slowly. One day at a time. We are working with her carers in the home for it to be as natural, pain and stress free as possible. And actually the fact that we can do that for her is rather comforting.
She knows, sometimes, that it's happening and it hasn't been all doom and gloom. Today she got impatient just for one brief, lucid moment and demanded to know why she was waiting. When we gently rubbed her arm and told her to rest she told us we needed to go out and find her a train!
The organs are shutting down and the brain is losing oxygen. Nobody discusses it, but it is happening and it may take days or weeks. Lack of oxygen to the brain is helping her regress to childhood and she is enjoying easterly winds driving windmill sails in the fens , tractors ploughing gentle hillsides and telling us about how they're digging for wells.
I don't want to upset anyone so if you find this blogpost upsetting , please don't read.
I want what I write to be comforting . My strongest belief is that we should all live each day to it's max. God will say when it's time to go over to the other side.
I'm planning to amend and add to this particular blogpost over the coming days/weeks.
Posted by nell newman at 22:24