In past few days I have been walking in a shadow-light world.
It all started when my mother had a fall on Dec 28th and was admitted in hospital on the 29th. She had her surgery on the last day of 2011 (Dec 31st). She came home on Jan 8th.
My sister Namrita had arrived on Jan 4th and she nursed my mother day and night like a small baby.
My elder sister Anju and her husband Prem arrived on Jan 20th.
A pressure sore on mother 's back took on a very ugly shape, a doctor had seen her twice, but it was not getting better and she was in pain. We called a specialist who advised hospitalisation and surgical treatment.
She did not do good after that. The doctors and hospital staff were very indifferent and did not treat us well.We strongly suspect they mucked up my mum' s treatment.
On Sun Jan 29th Mama was very weak. But she expressed a desire to walk and get well and live. Namrita and I were with her.
In the afternoon Prem and Anju came to relieve us when Mama started complaining of unbearable stomach ache - there were other worrying symptoms. A nurse gave her an injection and that did not help her.
We all stood around her bed praying Prem was on his knees - it was like a dream to us. I think my mother had a vision of heaven because in the midst of her pain she said,"The is a great crowd here." We were praying and holding her hands when she slipped away. We did not realize what had happened. But the angels just took her.
We brought Mama home as is the tradition in India.And for the next 24 hours the house was flooded with family and friends. We received countless phone calls, messages and emails from all over the world.Friends we had not been in touch with in 30 years contacted us. My mother had touched so many lives.
On Feb 1st we had a beautiful memorial service for her. Mamrita and her son Rayguel left on the 2nd.Now I am trying to pick up the pieces of my life.
I never thought my mom would die so soon.I have to rethink my whole life and start all over again. Living alone scares me.
Prem and Anju will be here for a few more days. They are very kind to me.Without my sisters help I don 't know what I would have done.
We are trying to settle some church issues and plan for the future. Need a lot of prayer for that.
I can visit my sisters for a while and they have all invited me, I need God 's guidance for my future
.God is with me. He never forsakes his children.Although I pass among the shadows and light He will come to me.
It all started when my mother had a fall on Dec 28th and was admitted in hospital on the 29th. She had her surgery on the last day of 2011 (Dec 31st). She came home on Jan 8th.
My sister Namrita had arrived on Jan 4th and she nursed my mother day and night like a small baby.
My elder sister Anju and her husband Prem arrived on Jan 20th.
A pressure sore on mother 's back took on a very ugly shape, a doctor had seen her twice, but it was not getting better and she was in pain. We called a specialist who advised hospitalisation and surgical treatment.
She did not do good after that. The doctors and hospital staff were very indifferent and did not treat us well.We strongly suspect they mucked up my mum' s treatment.
On Sun Jan 29th Mama was very weak. But she expressed a desire to walk and get well and live. Namrita and I were with her.
In the afternoon Prem and Anju came to relieve us when Mama started complaining of unbearable stomach ache - there were other worrying symptoms. A nurse gave her an injection and that did not help her.
We all stood around her bed praying Prem was on his knees - it was like a dream to us. I think my mother had a vision of heaven because in the midst of her pain she said,"The is a great crowd here." We were praying and holding her hands when she slipped away. We did not realize what had happened. But the angels just took her.
We brought Mama home as is the tradition in India.And for the next 24 hours the house was flooded with family and friends. We received countless phone calls, messages and emails from all over the world.Friends we had not been in touch with in 30 years contacted us. My mother had touched so many lives.
On Feb 1st we had a beautiful memorial service for her. Mamrita and her son Rayguel left on the 2nd.Now I am trying to pick up the pieces of my life.
I never thought my mom would die so soon.I have to rethink my whole life and start all over again. Living alone scares me.
Prem and Anju will be here for a few more days. They are very kind to me.Without my sisters help I don 't know what I would have done.
We are trying to settle some church issues and plan for the future. Need a lot of prayer for that.
I can visit my sisters for a while and they have all invited me, I need God 's guidance for my future
.God is with me. He never forsakes his children.Although I pass among the shadows and light He will come to me.
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