Exactly one year ago this week I received a phone call. That phone call was from my mom. Normally I use to love hearing from my mom, but when my phone rang that morning something felt wrong. I remember answering it, hearing my mom’s voice, looking at the time and thinking to myself “this is an odd time of the day for my mom to be calling me”. My mom’s voice didn’t sound right to me that morning, but I couldn’t figure out what was wrong.
My mom then told me that she needed to go into the Hospital that day. When I asked her when that day, she said right now. When I asked her why, she told me her doctor needed to regulate her sodium and her potassium. This sounded simple enough to me so I asked her, “why doesn’t your doctor just change your prescriptions?” All she said to me was “because he can’t , I have to go into the Hospital.” Since this didn’t make any sense to me, we ended up going back and forth with the same question and answer. I ended up very confused and my mom still sounded not right.
She tried to assure me that everything was alright with her, but I couldn’t shake that bad feeling. So I then decided to ask her if she thought she would be able to come to our house for Thanksgiving. She told me it shouldn’t be a problem as long as she is out of the Hospital early enough. Sadly my mom didn’t get better. She got worse. She didn’t get to come to my house for Thanksgiving last year. In fact she ended up being in the Hospital for two months. Her health went completely down hill and we lost her two months after that Phone Call.
