and they will take care of your loved one. But, the truth is most all nursing homes are under-staffed and lack the help to care for the patients needs properly.
Family needs to be involved and step in to help there loved ones to see to it they are taken care of. Also the more involved you are will effect the way your loved one is taken care of.
That day of our family dinner was the time the family had to say' their goodbyes' to our mother, grandmother and great-grandmother. As hard as it was for each of us it was at that moment of time a person comes into reality with death. That night when I went home I cryed out to the Lord in prayer. I knew my mother had already seen a glimpse of heaven and the day I held her hand I knew death was at her door. I prayed for the Lord to take her home and give her His rest and that she suffer no more and be in no more pain. I just asked the Lord to send His holy angels to carry her through the valley of death and give her His comfort. My mother passed away at noon' April 25, 2003. I was running late as I had to go pay bills' before going to the nursing home. When I entered through the doors the nurse told me that mother had just passed away, and that hospice and a couple of nurses was in the room with her and sing' "I'll fly away". They never knew it but, that was my mother's favorite song. My daughter ran to her grandmothers room, and when I entered the room I bowed over her and kissed her while her body was still warm and cryed. My daughter called everyone in the family to let them know. And my youngest brother was the first to arive proceeding other family members. My daughter gave her a bath and cleaned her all up and placed a clean night gown on her and covered her up as we waited on the man to arive from the mortuary to carry her away.
Apart of me died that day with her, I couldn't begin to tell you my pain or the emptiness that set in. Everything became a blurr' from thereout the rest of the day.
But before we left the nursing home I wanted to clean out my mother's room so I didn't have to return to the nursing home at a later time. I don't feel there are any words I could express at that very moment going threw her things and packing them up. She would of been happy to know Melissa my youngest sons (wife) was glad to go threw her things at home and have apart of her (husbands) grandmothers things.
Mama, I gave your Bible to brother Ronnie, your son, who asked for it. I felt it was your way of leaving him a special "gift" you had outlined in Scripture the way to be saved. . .what a treasure!
