My mother, Bessie, passed away early Tuesday morning, August 6, 2024. She was 88 years old.
The previous week my brother suggested I come visit, as she had gone into hospice care due to atrial fibrillation, and a pretty constant high pulse. I arrived on Friday, spent time with her Friday, and Saturday. Early Sunday morning we received a call from the care center that she had taken a sudden turn for the worse.
It appeared that she had had a stroke. It didn't help her breathing, which was already labored due to fluid buildup in her chest and abdomen (from the heart arrhythmia) and she began to decline rapidly. For Monday and even early Tuesday she was aware of us and would nod to answer questions and squeeze our hands. But later in the day she began to be less and less aware and it really felt like she would probably pass that night. And she did.
I think the only solace is that she was probably not very aware when it happened.
She will be missed.
