March 22, 2024

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On December 8, 2020, my mama wasn’t feeling well and was rushed to the hospital. When the doctors told me she had COVID-19 and pneumonia, my heart dropped. My mama was already fighting stage 4 breast cancer for the second time. I talked to my mama the next day, and she sounded fine and was in good spirits so that made me feel better.

On December 10, 2020, my mama was not answering her phone, so I just figured she was sleeping. On December 11, 2020, I told the hospital I wanted to hear my mama’s voice, so they let me video chat with her. My mama was so disoriented, and I thought it was the medicine. I talked to my mama for about 15 minutes, and we told each other we loved each other before we hung up. Later that night and morning, my mama threw up and it started being hard for her to breathe so they had to put her on a ventilator.

The doctors started telling me my mom was dying and I needed to call hospice. I told them to do everything they could for her and that I couldn’t just give up on my mom that easily. Every day or every other day they would call me and give me an update. Every time I saw the number calling my heart would just drop because I just never knew what they were going to tell me.

The weekend of January 10, 2021, the nurses and doctors called me and told me that my mama’s blood pressure was severely dropping. It felt like torture. I knew then that I would need to make a decision. So later that night, I started looking up different prayers basically saying I had to let her go. I found one that said “Mama.” I said that prayer around 11:00 PM on January 10, and at 2:05 AM on Monday, January 11, 2021, they called me and told me my mama had passed away.

I felt like God and my mama were just waiting for me to accept that she was not going to get better. God knew it would be hard for me to tell the doctors to take her off the ventilator and call hospice, so he went ahead and called her home. I miss my mama so much, but I know she is not hurting anymore. I’m going to continue to make my mama proud and raise my 2 beautiful children.

Long Live My Mama!

I pray my story might help someone else.

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