She was the light of our family
by Debora Morale
(New York City)
I know that I was almost 39 years old when my mother passed but I felt like I was 10 years old. My mother was always sick, since I was a little girl. She had Crohns disease and was always in pain and in and out of surgeries her whole life. I almost lost her once when I was 21 she got septasemia from a blockage in her intestine. She overcame that battle and went on. No matter how much pain my mother was in she always did all of the holidays (the whole family would come over), all of the housework and went back to work until she could no longer.
She was there for me with such unconditional love that nothing or no one could ever replace
This is how the end started. She was getting very bad headaches so she went for a cat scan which came back positive for a brain tumor. It was supposedly benign so she went for the operation to remove it. What they didn't do was a thorough preop because the year prior she had a stomach operation. They though that she would be fine. She came through the surgery with flying colors so we thought all was great. She still continued to have headaches so she was bed ridden for weeks. It turns out that she had vascular disease and because of all the bed rest all her veins closed!!!
She was rushed to the emergency room where they operated immediately to try to open the veins. It was to late they had to amputate her leg. I was never able to talk to my mother again. One week later her heart gave out and she passed. I couldn't eat, sleep or barely breathe. My kids were confused because they were still small 8 and 5. Their beloved Nana never came home from the hospital. I wish that i could have talked to her one more time, I wish that just one year of her life was pain free. I wish I was a better daughter. Most of all I wish that I could just hug her one more time and tell her that I love her.