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Date: August 17, 2012 02:15PM
The last time I was able to visit my mother, she was in the Palliative Care Unit. It was about a week before she passed away and I arrived sort of as a surprise. My boss had given me a day off (Friday) and I was able to make the 4 hours bus ride to go see her. I had not told her I would come, everything had been last minute, because it was on the Thursday itself, that my boss (and friend) told me I should go see my mom. When I arrived, she greeted me with a stern "I wish you had not come". She had never been that way with me before.
I found out that they had just given her a new medicine for her cancer and it had had a terrible effect on her and being unable reach the bathroom in time, she ended up having an 'accident' and they had just finished cleaning everything.
I asked her if I could still please stay. I would not disturb her. I would just sit in the corner of the room. I had brought reading, music, and things to do. I just wanted to hang out with her. And if she needed anything she only had to ask.
She said ok, but that the nurses took care of things she needed.
So I smiled, sat down and spend the day trying to hold in all the feelings that rushed over me, and sometimes chocking on my cryies. You see, I knew it was a question of time by now.
She stayed with a very stern, almost angry, face and most of the time she would spleep (or pretend to) with her back to me. Sometimes, she was 'facing me' and I would suddenly look up from my book or something I was doing and I would spot her staring at me, and as soon as she noticed it, she would close her eyes very quickly.
She did not speak, until my sister arrived from work to pick me up so I could stay at her place during the week-end.
My sister had been taken care of my mother since she had entered the hospital (around 2 months). I had been very close to my mom and taken care of her for all the time we lived in the same city (15 years). My mom responded very well to my sister when she came to the hospital (I think my sister has a natural talent in interacting with people in hospitals, nursing homes, etc). It broke my heart to not have had a lovely day with my mom for my last day with her specially once I saw her respond to my sister so well.
But in any case my last words to her were "I love you!" (with a hug and kisses... we French people always kiss). She answered "Really?", in very doubtfull tone. It almost 'killed' me. I reached deep down for my loving daughter laugh and laughed and said "off course I love you mom". She did not answer. And if you knew the relationship we had, you would have been very surprised as well at her comments. Later, I think I understood what that was all about.
I'm sorry I was very long but I just wanted to share with you that story, because of two things. First, I realized it was very humiliating for my mom to go through what she was going through. Not only for the whole cancer but for that particular day with the horrible medicine and its consequences. So your mom, may be feeling humiliated, and probably vulnerable, and that could be why she doesn't want anyone there.
Second, I've always been very glad that my last words to my mom were "I love you".
No matter what happens, I wish you well on your journey in the relationship with your mom.