I think my post title sums up everything I need to say.
Friday morning started as any other day. I woke up and started my day like normal. I was only awake for about 15 minutes when my phone rang. It was my brother telling me that he had just gotten off the phone with the nursing home. Mom had died.
It was unexpected. Sure, she had very limited mobility. OF course, she had been in the hospital for a week earlier this year. But there was no indication that she was at the end. So it was a bit of a shock.
I'm filled with grief and sadness. But being honest, this is a good thing. I know where my mother is now. I know that my mom is no longer struggling with the most basic of life functions. You see, she never recovered after the stroke 1.5 years ago and she struggled emotionally with the loss of her mobility and freedom.
The arrangements have been made, and we are in that stage between death and services. Limbo land. When my father died, I ate my way through my grief. Seriously, I ate anything and everything! I also gained about 8-10 pounds in that one week! Within an hour of receiving the news that my mom had passed away I had already told Jason, "I'm not gaining this time, so no scads of donuts, ice cream, cakes and candies!"
Let me tell you, it has been difficult! That first day, I wanted to drown my sorrows at Burger King or Mcdonalds on the way to my brothers where we met to start making the arrangements! I didn't! I stuck to my cheerios! The next day when Jason and I went down for the identification before cremation I wanted to stop again for fast food! I wanted to pick up donuts! I wanted it all! I didn't! I did have a higher calorie day (1700's) but the other two days since I received the news my calories have been in the 1300's! The scales? Right now I am maintaining! I"ll take that as a victory!
My word of the week for this week? It's another phrase....... "hang on"
