My Mom, Ann, has been on a long journey that began 21 years ago. In July of 1995, she was diagnosed with uterine cancer. On August 12th, 1995, my Father passed away suddenly and unexpectedly. Eleven days after my Dad's death, my Mom had her hysterectomy in the Cleveland Clinic. Three days later, she suffered a major stroke while recovering. The stroke disabled her right side, and left her unable to communicate verbally. She regained some mobility in her right leg about nine months later, and after a year, she was able to return to her home with the help of caregivers.
She has been wheelchair bound and unable to communicate verbally since that time. Through it all, my Mom has remained mostly very optimistic and positive. She is a fighter, and has not given up even when facing obstacles I can only imagine. With the exception of a few hospital stays, and Skilled nursing/Rehab stays, she has remained home during the last 20 years.
This past November, my Mom was diagnosed with a bad Urinary Tract Infection, and was having swallowing difficulty. She had developed some pressure sores, and a new wound on her right foot. She had gotten pretty weak, and it was recommended that she be admitted to a Skilled nursing Facility. My Mom returned to her home on March 2, 2016