The Call..

It came at 2:30 in the morning. As soon as she realized the phone was ringing and looked at the time on the clock, she knew what it was. Her brother's voice on the other end said mom was gone. They had been expecting the call for a few days. Ever since the home told them she had become non responsive. Basically wasn't responding to anything so she couldn't be fed. No feeding tube that was her request. It was just a matter of time. 6 days later and the call came. Part of her said thank goodness. She isn't suffering anymore. The other part of her was hurting inside. Even though she had time to prepare for the call it didn't make it any easier. She lay there, feeling sort of numb, and feeling like she had just been kicked in the gut. Her mind was racing and she tried to slow it down. Her heart was doing weird things and she felt anxiety. Relax...breathe....deep breath's and slow things down. It felt like forever but she finally was able to calm down and eventually fell back to sleep.