Her name is Geri and she is my grandson Darius's other grandma. Geri has cancer and has been fighting it for a couple of years. This picture was taken just a couple of weeks ago. I think on her 70th birthday. She really wanted to make it to 70 years.
Today, Geri is in a coma on morphine and under hospice care at her sisters house. This brings me to my rant. My daughter in law called me last night so hurt because her mother is not getting any nourishment. Nothing. Now granted she cannot eat of her own accord, but she could be receiving intravenous feedings. She is also not getting any fluid. Darla held a sponge up to her mouth yesterday and she latched onto it and sucked it dry. When she asked why, they told her that feeding her would only "Prolong the inevitable."
I wonder, was Ted Kennedy starved in his last days? Would the big "O" allow Michelle my Bell or his daughters to starve to death since it is inevitable anyway?
For me, I am announcing publicly, NO HOSPICE. If I am going to die, I want to do it at home with only my family present, no outside influence who is spewing the rhetoric of some government beurocrat.
The family has been told to expect the end either today or tomorrow.
Rest Easy Geri, you are loved and will be missed by many. Family and friends alike. I count it an honor to have known you and thank you for the beautiful daughter you raised. I will love her unconditionally and our grandson will always know what a beautiful woman you are.