It’s with a heavy heart that I must inform you that my brave and beautiful Mum slipped away from us on Tuesday evening, at St Ann’s in Heald Green.
I recall showing her this forum close to her initial diagnosis back in 2016, and I was heartened to see her sign up and start using it. Mum was quite a private, stoic sort of lady so I wasn’t entirely sure how receptive she might be to the idea of using an internet to share her innermost thoughts, feelings and of course daily battles with the rollercoaster of a journey she was on.
However, I know that it, and the people who are on here, helped her an enormous amount. Although she didn’t write that often, when she did she received so many incredible and supportive replies it was a great source of strength to her. And as her son I would read her posts with care and attention as I knew it would give us a little extra insight into her day to day world which perhaps she wouldn’t want to burden us with.
In the end she was ready to go (her words) but it still didn’t stop us finishing our last scrabble game literally hours before the end. She was surrounded by family and love as she gently left us in her sleep. We will miss you so much Mum, but hope you are in a better place.
I must also thank the staff at St Ann’s who helped care for us all really during this difficult last week. Even though it’s been the toughest of times, their amazing staff provided for Mum so well - we enjoyed their ‘light up a life’ service last Thursday evening (with Mum enjoying the carols from her bedside at the main entrance, sipping on mulled wine and eating bit of mince pie!) as well as a special early Christmas dinner on Sunday that they helped organise for us. Fantastic memories right until the end.
Anyway, thank you for reading. I will leave you with a picture of me and Mum from April 2017. Taken in our garden (her favourite place) after I had completed the Manchester Marathon for Ovacome. This made the Facrbook page and it really shows how she felt about Ovacome and this forum.
If you are fighting your own fight I hope Mum’s story gives you a small amout of heart - and I wish you the very best wishes in your own personal journey.