In memory of Ivy

When bad things happen, I have noticed that the first thing that goes out the window is my health.  I have been terrible – totally off the plan but the past couple of weeks have been a blur.  Colin’s mother has been sick with emphysema for many years now.  Living in Albany (about a 5 hour drive from Perth) we regularly went to see her.  She accepted me as one of her own and I loved our time together.

A couple of weekends back we went down to see her but she developed a lung infection and we spent the whole day with her in hospital.  After 8 hours they managed to clear her and send her back to the nursing home.  We said our goodbyes.

The next week we got a call from Colin’s sister who mentioned that Ivy had a fall during the night and broken her hip.  She was in the hospital and it was best we come down to see her.

We packed up the car immediately and headed down.  It was the longest drive I think I have ever taken.  Each minute seemed like an hour.  The reports we were getting from the hospital were not good.  Because of Ivy’s chronic emphysema there was no way she could be operated on.  The options were not good.  Six weeks of traction or we make her as comfortable as possible – they didn’t think she had long to live.

We all knew this time would eventually have come, but it was still a shock.  We kept a round-the-clock vigil with everyone taking turns to stay with her.  We had some incredibly precious moments during this time.  She dosed in and out of consciousness.  On the third day it looked like she would be OK so we made the decision to return to Perth.  Colin was going down to Albany early Saturday morning to see his mum and spend a little more time with her.

In the early hours of Saturday morning we received a call from Colin’s sister letting us know that Ivy had passed away in her sleep.

So now we’re preparing for her funeral.  We will drive down to Albany late Thursday night and stay all weekend.  Then I’m off to Sydney for the week.

I have no idea where my head’s at, but I’m still here and I’m stilly trying.  I guess that counts for something?

Author: Carolyn Anna

I have a deathly fear of bees : I have a natural ballet 'turn-out' position : Most people think I walk like a duck : I use to hate my freckles when I was young, but now love them : I hate people calling me 'dude' : I have never been bitten by a spider or a snake or a horse or a dog : I never say 'cheers' at the end of a conversation or email : I always have to put on lip balm and get a glass of water before i go to bed :

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