July. So much much has happened, it’s hard to begin. I absolutely love my mother in law. She is a women that I have grown to look up to and respect, but most importantly LOVE.
In the late spring of 2016 she was diagnosed with life threatening CANCER. Without treatment she would die in six months. Her battle began, she fought hard and long. Cancer went into remission, we were all elated.
On Thursday, June 1st, at 9:10 PM, Mum was asleep at U-Mass Hospital, exhausted by her fifth unsuccessful debridement surgery. For over a week the doctors and surgeons have grimly reported little hope.
Yesterday’s plan was to bring Mum home, make her comfortable so she can move home to Jesus. However, plans are meant to be changed. When her debridement surgery was completed that morning, the doctors reported that they finally found healthy tissue growing!
Elated, I began praising Jesus thanking Him for yet another miracle. My birthday might of begun with apprehension but ended as the celebration in my heart exploded! I felt that God gave me this beautiful gift – Mum was going to go another round of fighting for her life- Mum the warrior once again began to fight back, although this time the battle was brief.
The doctors were hopeful, the plan was to place a specialized device that would help with the healing of this devasting infection, Necrotizing fasciitis. Unfortunately, Fridays surgery was cancelled because of respiratory distress. We learned that she was no longer a candidate for surgery. We began the slow walk toward a door we wanted to keep closed.
The Pallative team spoke about relieving Mum’s pain without dealing with the cause of the condition-in other words she was being sent home to die. I sat there and my mind went numb, but oddly under that numbness, I began to prepare myself for when heaven’s door flung open.
Almost a week ago, I was celebrating, shouting about the miracles of God. Transported through time, the days unfolded looking nothing like a miracle from God. Mum laid quietly in her hospital bed in the office of our home, slowly, quietly saying good bye to this temporary home in preparation for her final destination.
Teamwork. We all came together as a family. We encouraged. We loved. We hugged. Taking turns to administer the pain medications to keep Mum comfortable to keep each other on our toes to make sure we documented the last dose. We ate, some. We talked about family and lack of. We wondered how some people can appear to be with it, but in reality are just broken people with smoke screens.
God’s timing – there are so many writings, poems, songs and many other artistice and spiritual endeavors to attempt to express and define God’s timing.
June 13th, 2017, Mum lost her battle with Necroitis facitis but she won her battle with cancer. This beautiful prayer warrior, who spent many years praying for children diagnosed with cancer and their famlies, beat cancer only to sucommb to complications from a compromised immune system.
Mum you are missed more than words can express. I thank God for bringing you into my life and for the friendship that was nurtured from our mutual love of your son, my husband.
I wait with expectation to see you again in the true and perfect home that God created for all those who love Jesus.