Re: Re: Test Results for Sheryl

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Ella,

I look back at my mom's last years too.... We thought many of the health

issues that she faced were from her brain surgery for a leaking

aneurysm.... Now I tend to think it was more of an issue with undiagnosed

hypo... Low body temp, chronically cold, budha belly, craving nuts,

drinking only highly sugared coffee.. eating donuts rather than meals.

Chronic pain, horrible hair and nails. Brain fog. Short term memory

challenged. Depression.. the list goes on and on... We just didn't

know...

Sometimes I think I want to get into her medical records, just to see..

but in reality what would that accomplish? It won't change what

happened... It won't relieve any guilt.. I can't feel guilty if I had no

idea.. I am not at fault if I did not know the symptoms at the time... It

I had recognized symptoms and had not stood up for her when she was

unable to fight for herself.. that would have been totally different..

but I did not.... and we all know docs ignore obvious symptoms all the

time.. so it's possible if the docs spotted it they just didn't deal with

it... Yet, I am still curious.....

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On Sun, 08 Jun 2003 16:01:08 -0000 " Ella "

writes:

> That was sweet, , and yes..some relatives have a problem with

> that. Maybe it's just their own issues, who knows. One of my

> sisters and myself bought a white rose for my mom and gave it to her

> at the funeral. It was a horrible cold day, clouds, not pretty at

> all. My only comfort that day was knowing she wasn't there, that

> the

> funeral was actually for us, the ones left behind. She had other

> places to be. )

>

> Ella

>

> P.S. I look back now and am sick to my stomach, realizing just how

> many symptoms of hypothyroidism my mother had (so, so many). I'm

> not dwelling on it, though, because that's not healthy. But it's still

> sad.

[Guest guest]

Ella> wrote:

That was sweet, , and yes..some relatives have a problem with that. Maybe

it's just their own issues, who knows. One of my sisters and myself bought a

white rose for my mom and gave it to her

at the funeral. It was a horrible cold day, clouds, not pretty at all. My only

comfort that day was knowing she wasn't there, that the funeral was actually for

us, the ones left behind. She had other

places to be. )

Ella,

That was beautiful!!

My brothers head stone reads " Don't Cry I am not here. "

Sheryl

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[Guest guest]

,

My husbands father died last year and was buried on my husbands birthday. Dale

(my husband) said he felt it was his last gift to his Dad.

Sheryl

topper2@... wrote:

Sheryl,

It was an especially hard time.. I didn't make it to the hospital in

time.. she was gone before I got there.... and she was buried on my

birthday.. that meant that it was " special " (is that even the right word

to use?) between me and her... she would never had chosen that time, had

she the option.

She had said for years that when her time came that we were not to cry,

that her leaving was the end to her pain.. we should be happy for her and

throw 'one helluva party' which we did.. friends, family and neighbors...

plenty of food and laughter and stories.. just the kind of party she

would have thrown. And many changed from fancy clothes into comfy

clothes..just as she would have told us to.

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On Sun, 8 Jun 2003 08:58:08 -0700 (PDT) Sheryl

writes:

> Gosh Topper,

>

> You must have loved her terribly. That is such a touching scene. So

> sensitive. . .you make me all teary eyed again.

>

> You know I have learned in life that people just can't leave others

> alone. Some one is always going to open their mouth and ruin

> someone elses fun.

>

> What you did was absolutely wonderful. Something between you and

> your Mom. It was nobody elses business.

>

> I think your Mom was smiling and wishing she could hug you!!

>

> Blessings

> Sheryl

[Guest guest]

Sheryl,

That is a nice sentiment as well... only the shell is left there, the

person has moved on....

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> Ella,

>

> That was beautiful!!

>

> My brothers head stone reads " Don't Cry I am not here. "

>

> Sheryl

[Guest guest]

Sheryl..

I never thought of it that way..for me I always felt guilty, kinda..

'cause mom would not have chosen that day.. if she'd been able to

choose....

I like your husbands perspective better...

See.... It helps to be able to see things from the male perspective as

well... We do need your contributions and view points and experiences

Ben.

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On Sun, 8 Jun 2003 13:19:29 -0700 (PDT) Sheryl

writes:

> ,

>

> My husbands father died last year and was buried on my husbands

> birthday. Dale (my husband) said he felt it was his last gift to

> his Dad.

>

> Sheryl

[Guest guest]

Topper wrote:...

See.... It helps to be able to see things from the male perspective as

well...

Topper,

Boy is that the truth. Sometimes when I am at on eof my most weak moments a

male perspective can really sound logical and make me stronger.

Sheryl

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[Guest guest]

In a message dated 6/8/03 4:03:45 PM US Eastern Standard Time,

dovedesignsrus@... writes:

> One of my sisters and myself bought a white rose for my mom and gave it to

> her

When my grandmother died, I put a packet of ding dongs in there with her.

She and I used to have those for breakfast whenever I stayed the night.

[Guest guest]

Male or female, we all see things differently.. that's one of the reasons

I love the groups so much and why I'm involved in others than just the

one that and I run.... One person can stare at something for a

whole year.. and see it in maybe one or two ways.... Now, bring in a half

dozen people and have them look at it... you'll get a dozen more points

of view.. now compare... as each person sees it as another other sees

it.. their eyes open and they see things that they never saw before...

Have doubts? Ever gone to a really good movie with friends? Everybody saw

some things the same, and some things differently.. and part of the fun

is talking about what every one saw afterwards, right?

....then you go back and see it again... after hearing what the others

saw? Can be even better the next time.....

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On Sun, 8 Jun 2003 14:11:27 -0700 (PDT) Sheryl

writes:

> Topper wrote:...

>

> See.... It helps to be able to see things from the male perspective

> as well...

>

> Topper,

>

> Boy is that the truth. Sometimes when I am at on eof my most weak

> moments a male perspective can really sound logical and make me

> stronger.

>

> Sheryl

[Guest guest]

Ding Dongs? Cool.... Sentiment like that, I think is neat...

We had a dear friend, that my dad and I cared, for that died of brain

cancer.. at her funeral the minister included dad and I as family in the

seating and mentioned us as he spoke.. one of the daughters in law was

extremely insulted by that... I had brought a friendship card...

Dad and I took care of all of her needs 24/7 for the last 10 months of

her life.. and kept her family from putting her in a nursing home.. her

wishes before she went in for the brain surgery was to stay with us for

as long as we could care for her. After the surgery she declined mentally

and within weeks was not able to communicate verbally and dad and I were

the only ones that seemed to be able understand what she wanted what

she'd try to say when she needed something.... When a doctor asked

questions about how she felt her eyes would turn to me and I'd answer the

question and her eyes would light up and she'd have a tiny smile, letting

us know that I was right.

I had written a letter to her inside that card.. I sealed it.. dad was

the only one that ever saw what it said... I asked the minister if I

could give it to her to keep and he said yes... he helped me to tuck it

in next to her so that it could not be seen and removed by anyone.. it

was a private thing between her and I..... that same daughter in law saw

it and just threw a fit.. boy did he chew her butt! It was the most

thorough scolding I EVER heard any one get without raising a voice or

swearing!

She didn't dare remove that card.. it stayed with her.

oh.. wow.. that just made me remember when she died.... This is REALLY

weird..I hope you guys don't send the white coats after me.... This gal

was the woman that my father fell in love with after mom died... she was

a wonderful lady, so much like my mom... the cancer hit and there was no

doubt that dad and I would care for her.. she was a part of our family.

Mom had said for years before she died that if dad found someone that

made him happy he should be with her.. regardless of what the rest of the

world thought...

Our friend had been in a coma for about a week before she passed... we

were at the hospital with her sons and their wives.... My dad and I were

at the end of the corridor when the doctor came out and said that she was

gone. As we heard, even knowing what was coming, it was so hard... I saw

a woman come out of the room across the hall from hers... I couldn't see

her face... she wore clothes like my mom's.. she had a limp like the one

my mom had... her hair looked like my mom's favorite wig....

I watched her walk away from us... to the intersection of corridors.. She

turned right and kept walking....

A few minutes later.. it was time to leave.. we walked down the

corridor... we got to that intersection.. I looked to the right.... it

was just a dead end... a window at the end of a short hall.. no doors..

just a couple of empty chairs... No one was there... I hadn't seen the

woman leave...

With all the things that were happening over the next several weeks as we

sorted out her things and all with her family I put it out of my mind...

Dad and I were sitting in the kitchen late on a Saturday night.... we

were talking.. about our friend.. about mom.. about stuff.... He started

to chuckle a bit... he said that he wanted to tell me something.. but

hoped I wouldn't think he was going crazy...

When we were standing at the end of the corridor and the doc came out and

said that she was dead... Dad saw a woman walk out of the room across the

hall.... he couldn't see her face... She had a limp... she took a

right.... She never came back out... it was dead end and no one was

there....

My chin was on the floor... we described the clothes.. the hair, the

limp... that neither of us saw her come out of that dead end hallway....

No one else saw the woman.... at least no one turned and acknowledged her

as she walked by....

We decided that it was a sign that mom was there... to help our friend on

her journey....

Do I believe in ghosts... ? Not really... but I do know what I saw.. and

it's exactly the behavior that is/was my mom.. to be there to help

someone that might be afraid.. that was part of the family..

Dad and I have never spoken of that day again... I haven't even thought

of it for years.. until just now....

Okay.. I'm gonna log off now and go hide.. I don't want the guys with the

white coats coming to take me away!

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On Sun, 8 Jun 2003 21:16:14 EDT topaz0803@... writes:

> In a message dated 6/8/03 4:03:45 PM US Eastern Standard Time,

> dovedesignsrus@... writes:

>

>

> > One of my sisters and myself bought a white rose for my mom and

> gave it to

> > her

>

> When my grandmother died, I put a packet of ding dongs in there with

> her.

> She and I used to have those for breakfast whenever I stayed the

> night.

[Guest guest]

I can't stand rice cakes, and rice crackers and puffed rice are close behind,

but I did find some rice chips that aren't too bad!

Jill

On Tuesday, June 10, 2003 12:11 PM, topper2@... [sMTP:topper2@...]

wrote:

> I had one bite of rice cakes once.... never again.... hehehehehe

>

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