Sunday, September 09, 2007
Mom called my physician sister yesterday to ask her if a heart attack would cause chest pain. Deb was at her side within minutes. Four of her seven children were with her within hours.
I will relieve my sister and sleep beside Mom in the ICU tomorrow night. Eighteen years ago Mother slept in my hospital room. I remember waking in the night and watching her lying on the makeshift bed against the wall. I remember the flood of gratitude. I remember her silver hair and her sweet face in the soft light. I was still her child. She was sixty-eight.
In the emergency room she assured everyone that she was ready to go - ready to see Dad again. She gave instructions that she not be resuscitated.
I'm not ready to say goodbye to her.