Well, I'm not even sure where to start. I have often thought about this blog, but I really haven't had the energy or mindset to think of tackling the update...because since I last blogged, in mid-April, both my mother-in-law and my Daddy has passed away.
Death. Silence. Stillness.
I've often heard the phrase, the silence is deafening. Well, it is.
My mother-in-law, Nanny, died about a week after my last post. She died on Good Friday. The Friday before Easter. She never came home from the hospital. I never got to see her fully alive because of all the chaos going on in my own life. The details are a bit vague in my mind, except to say I was called to the hospital that Friday from work. She was back on the vent...and she wasn't coming off or waking up. It was a dreadful drive. Basically all the family was on their way in and I was the last person to make it there before she died. We stood in the ICU room waiting for her to breathe her last breath. Six months and six days after Daron's dad did the same thing. Six months. Six days.
Daron just kept repeating, "I don't have any parents." No biological parents. Although I felt the sting of that statement, I really had no idea. None. I just thought I did.
After his mom passed, they asked us to leave for a few minutes so they could disconnect everything. So, all of us, cramped into the "family" room off the ICU corridor. Almost immediately two family members felt the need to get on their cells and call everyone and their brother to say that "Geraldine had passed away." I mean really? I thought heads were going to roll. My husband was about to blow his top. How rude! If you want to do that, leave the room. These folks should be old enough to know what common courtesy is, but clearly they had a lapse in judgement. My husband and his sister just lost their mom. They need time. They need space. They have to process this.
Also, within 15 minutes, the cornea transplant people had called Lib (Daron's sister). Knowing that none of her other organs would be transplant worthy, we all agreed that if they wanted her corneas, they could have them. I think this was more acceptable because Daron has a kidney from a deceased person. Sort of a way to give back. Nanny would've liked that. She would've approved.
We all went back in and told her goodbye once they had disconnected everything. For once in her life, she looked peaceful. Shortly afterwards, much of the family went to Logan's for dinner. It was a good time despite our loss. We needed one another in ways we did and didn't understand.
Lib told us that Daron's dad had taken out a "Brown Policy" on Nanny back in the 70's at Radney Funeral Home. We had no idea what all that covered (or didn't cover) and we were very concerned about what we were going to have to pay out of pocket. She had about one thousand dollars in the bank because she had received a check since she had been in the hospital.
To be continued...
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