My Mum was diagnosed with Lung Cancer in July 2004. They tried resecting the affected lung, and couldnt, then she went thru massive doses of radiotherephy and chemo before Christmas. She seemed to be doing Ok, tho she had lost an awful lot of weight and was having trouble with eating.
Mum had a bad bought of pnemonia and was put in hospital via ambulance on Friday 15th April as she was having trouble breathing and was getting very distressed. She was only working on part of 1 lung now, the affected RHS lung had been confirmed to have collapsed again, and the LHS lung also appeared to be filling with fluid. Mum was deemed not fit enough to survive a draining. Unfortunately Mum was abused by some of the nursing staff and we arranged to have her moved to Cabrini Malvern on the following Friday, the 22nd of April. The move exhausted Mum, and the prognosis was changed from 2mths-12mths to 2wks left by Monday (Anzac Day) We all had a scare on late Sunday night, as Mum's breathing had gone extremely laboured, and they thought she might have only hours left and the whole family was called in. I had spent a few nights in the hospital in the previous week, with Mum, and from that night, I only spent a few hours away from her side, coming home for a change of clothes ect. Mum's Dr suggested her moving to the Hospice in Prahran, as Mum really wasnt being moved enough, or having the extra attention she needed, now being completly bedridden. She would also be able to have her loved Cavalier King Charles Spaniel to come in and visit her at the hospice. Mum eventually agreed to be moved. The prognosis changed again to just a few days left, after the move to the hospice, on Thursday the 28th of April. When we got the Ok that Mum had a bed available in the hospice, I left Mums side to go and wash her dog. One of her sisters had stayed over with us that night, and she stayed with her. I got to the hospice with Dad and the dog a little after 1pm...unfortunately, Mum was in sooo much pain, that she was asleep on morphone, and I never saw Mum awake and coherrant again.
A 1am Friday the 29th of April, Mum was confirmed to be unconcious by the nursing staff...4am i was woken by a change in mum's breathing, it was full of mucous noises and very laboured, her whole body moving to try to breathe. I couldnt go back to sleep, and I sat up with Mum, nursing staff coming in often to give Mum drugs to help with the breathing and her comfort. At 7.30am, Mums Oncologist came thru to visit and confirmed that Mums condition was not likely to improve, and she would be likely to die a sometime that day. Soon after that, Mum's breathing got very quiet and shallow. At 7.55am...My Mother passed away peacefully, with me and my cousin at her side.
We had Mums funeral yesterday in the same church my parents were married in, and the church my Grandparents (Mums parents) still attend. There were about 150-200 people that attended, and I delivered the main part of the eulogy.
I dont know how I can go on from here...I am totally and completly lost and have no idea on how to greive this huge loss in my life.
Mothers Day is also this Sunday...and I dont know how I am going to cope.
Does anyone have any suggestions for me??