flyingdumbo127
DIS Veteran
- Joined
- Sep 9, 2014
I echo admiration for you, Rodeo. You have indeed shown so much grace and compassion. God Bless you.
So, confrontation occurred and I navigated the best I could. One of my girlfriends was able to be there for the day with me - my brother was picking his wife up at the airport this morning. The director had spoken with me when I first got there and said she knew DH's wishes were also not to be seen as he is now and that was the primary concern. When MIL and BIL arrived around 11am (which meant they had to be up and on the road around 7, I was in the great room with my friend. They were told at the door that DH's wishes were no visitors, but invited to come in and have a cup of tea or coffee and be in the same space. That was not acceptable so BIL returned to the car at that point but MIL insisted on speaking with me. She is nothing if not determined.
They asked me if I'd speak to her and I agreed. She came over and immediately began with the emotional drama, which was exactly what I didn't want happening over his bed. I said I was sorry but he did not want any visitors and I was going to ensure his wishes were respected. Respect was not a value in his family, so that didn't compute. She tried multiple ways to make me change my mind. I said it wasn't about my choice, it was his. The director backed me and reiterated that to her. She was not willing to hear it. She said just tell me if I'm going to get to see my son and I said I'm sorry, but no. She stood up and said she thought as I mother I'd understand. I said I did understand but that didn't change the fact that I was his wife and standing for his wishes when he no longer could. I said again, this isn't my choice and she said "Yes, I'm afraid it is." and left sobbing. So yes, some guilt, but also I know I did as he wanted. If I were in her position, I'd have never let pride and judgement destroy my relationship with my son for all these decades. Her decisions were hers, now I carried out his.
For those who have mentioned reconciliation - for the children. That is not an option. The kids don't know them, met them maybe twice in their lives - DH's insistence and so long ago now they don't remember. I won't get into all the details as to why other than to say, it's not an option.
Some changes in DH this afternoon. Some congestion and chest rattle. A few pauses in his regular rhythm. RN said small changes have begun so I guess...time is now my enemy. Heading back to the hospice with DD.
Broken.
But so, so proud of my girl. She hadn't seen DH in a couple of days. I tried to prepare her. It was so devastating to watch her take everything in. I told him she was there. His eyes fluttered a bit, hands waved around some. That was so unbelievably hard for her. She cried but stayed, watched. Texted me from across the room and said she wanted time alone with him. Time to say things she needed to, but couldn't do it then. Said she didn't want to "MIL's name all over him" so she will prepare herself tonight and say what she needs to tomorrow. I've explained the sounds she may hear, the images she will have. She is still intent on being present until the very end.
I'm no less proud of DS. He's taken the time to think about what he really wants as his last memories. He has decided not to see DH again and remember him as interactive - their final visit was last Wednesday. He said he will be there in the building on the off chance that he changes his mind at the end, but really just doesn't want to be home alone when it happens.
We're home now to let the dogs out / get a little sleep. They know to call if any changes signal time is short and that it is so important to DD to be there.
Oh no, the hospice just called. We're heading back.
I know as a mom, having to see your children go through this is probably the worst part of this whole horrible situation. I’m just devastated for your family. Please know you are being thought of and prayed for so often by so many.Broken.
But so, so proud of my girl. She hadn't seen DH in a couple of days. I tried to prepare her. It was so devastating to watch her take everything in. I told him she was there. His eyes fluttered a bit, hands waved around some. That was so unbelievably hard for her. She cried but stayed, watched. Texted me from across the room and said she wanted time alone with him. Time to say things she needed to, but couldn't do it then. Said she didn't want to "MIL's name all over him" so she will prepare herself tonight and say what she needs to tomorrow. I've explained the sounds she may hear, the images she will have. She is still intent on being present until the very end.
I'm no less proud of DS. He's taken the time to think about what he really wants as his last memories. He has decided not to see DH again and remember him as interactive - their final visit was last Wednesday. He said he will be there in the building on the off chance that he changes his mind at the end, but really just doesn't want to be home alone when it happens.
We're home now to let the dogs out / get a little sleep. They know to call if any changes signal time is short and that it is so important to DD to be there.
Oh no, the hospice just called. We're heading back.