Re: Transplant...?Cindy

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Thanks! My family did well with hunting. My son got

2 does (with a bow) and an 8 point (with shotgun

slug)...the area he was hunting didn't allow rifles.

My husband, Mike saw 9 different bucks from my hunting

blind, but said only 1 was worth shooting (bigger

rack), but didn't take the shot. I on the other hand,

didn't get a chance to hunt. My company implemented a

new computer program and we've had vacation restricted

for over 17 months. We practically have to beg to

have time off to go to the doctor.

Today is a sad day for me. At 9:15am it marks the

exact time, one year ago that I watched my Mother's

passing. My sister always took care of her, lived

with her....I couldn't deal with it...watching her

slowly slip away. But that Sunday, I promised my Mom

I would come over and watch her while my sister went

to work. My mom had already declared on Thursday that

she was going home and wanted a Black Angus steak,

baked potatoe, corn and orange soda. So Friday,we got

her all of that, and only I would sit with her to eat

it, my sister couldn't muster the courage...of course

I didn't eat much of it, but I certainly understand

when someone is resigning their life. Family was

called in. alot of them said good-byes Friday. My

daughter told my mom that if she could hang-in their

one more day, she would bring her some salmon for

dinner on saturday. My mom agreed, and so Saturday it

was Salmon....and more relatives.

My sister put her to bed that night. Donna thought

she wasn't laying in a position that was comfortable

but my mom said, " I am very very comfortable " . Those

were her last words spoken. Sunday morning, I arrived

with a very ill feeling that I couldn't really take

care of her (changing diapers, getting her up to

change bedding, etc). My sister left at 8:30am. I

was by my mom's bedside in the living room, noted she

was still sleeping but I could see her chest and lips

moving (she was on oxygen). I layed down on the

love-seat in a position that I was facing her so I

could keep an eye on her if she needed me. 9:15am,

the phone rang, as I was getting up to answer it, I

had to put my back to my mom. It was my sister asking

if everything was ok, because she had a bad feeling

that she should have never left the house. I started

to turn around to face Mom, and to say, " she is just

fine, she is still sleeping.....oh, wait a

minute.....ah, Donna come home I think she just

passed, she isn't breathing...no movement at all.

(You have to understand that my mom's wishes was for

ME to be there at her passing and she did not want

Donna there because Donna doesn't let go. I had given

my mom permission to leave on Friday. So this is what

my mom wanted) I believe she knew Donna was calling

and knew she would come right back home, so she passed

right away. No noises, no movement, just took her

last breath and life was done.

I went over to pull the oxygen from her nose and made

sure there was no breath, no pulse, I shook her. Then

I called hospice and the nurse came by 10am and

declared her dead.

We just had a Hospice remembrance tree lighting

ceremony. Something I said was that it reduced the

person life to an ornament on a tree. So after 1

year, the salt was poured over the wound again.

oops, time to get on the phones at work...pretty sure

there are many power outages since Michigan got dumped

on pretty hard last night.

That

Cindy Baudoux-Northrup