You know I can relate only too well. A club no one wants to belong to. My mom was content the 8 1/2 years she struggled with ALZ. It’s called “The Long Goodbye” for a reason unfortunately. My dear mom was nonverbal the last 2 years 8 months of her life. She sat quietly in her “scoot chair” hands in her lap, eyes closed content to just sit there. Regardless, I visited her multiple times a week taking her outside for fresh air and to listen to the birds. She loved having one of the Doxies on her lap and she would pet her soft fur. I am thankful I was there holding her hand when she took her last breath, I told her it was ok that I’d be ok, she took a breath and had a smile on her beautiful face. Her passing was peaceful and for that I am grateful. It will be 7 years on 17 March that I said my final goodbye but my dear mom will always be a part of my life, my heart, my soul. Sending you hugs, dear friend
You know I can relate only too well. A club no one wants to belong to. My mom was content the 8 1/2 years she struggled with ALZ. It’s called “The Long Goodbye” for a reason unfortunately. My dear mom was nonverbal the last 2 years 8 months of her life. She sat quietly in her “scoot chair” hands in her lap, eyes closed content to just sit there. Regardless, I visited her multiple times a week taking her outside for fresh air and to listen to the birds. She loved having one of the Doxies on her lap and she would pet her soft fur. I am thankful I was there holding her hand when she took her last breath, I told her it was ok that I’d be ok, she took a breath and had a smile on her beautiful face. Her passing was peaceful and for that I am grateful. It will be 7 years on 17 March that I said my final goodbye but my dear mom will always be a part of my life, my heart, my soul. Sending you hugs, dear friend