For those who care I would like to bring it to attention that our member Graceseeker is facing a very difficult time.
Yesterday afternoon his mother was taken to the hospital in very bad condition. To quote from Gene's message to me.
She was taken to the hospital this afternoon, consicous but unresponsive. Her blood pressure was really low 80/60. Everything else -- oxygen levels, pulse, hearth rythm -- was all bad too
For those who desire, use this thread to express your wishes for Gene and his family. Keep it halal and peaceful.
My personal thoughts at this time are:
Gene, I am sorry to hear about your mother. It is very difficult when a loved one falls ill and it is very heart breaking when it is ones mother. I hope all goes well for you and your mother and that all turns out well for you. I feel your pain and wish there was something I could do to make it easier for you and your family.
Respected Gene, it saddenes me to hear these news. I hope it goes well for your mother and yourself aswell, please be strong in times like these and know that you are not alone!
“If only I had checked myself”
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Guy who wrecked himself
True leaders don't create followers...
.... They create new leaders.
may allah grant her with health INSHALLAH
ya rab help every1 in this world to cure from every bad illness and
grant them with good health....AMEEN.....
M-U-S-L-I-M MUSLIM 4 LIFE
& WE WILL NEVER GIVE IN
WE STAND UP AND SPEAK OUT
AGAINST THOSE WHO OPPRESS
WE TAKE ISLAM &
WE TAKE NO LESS
Thanks all!! I'm just home for a bit to recharge my batteries (I mean the phone, but mine a bit too). My mom did make it through last night, which surprised us and today she platued and is resting a bit more comfortably. She isn't aware that we are there anymore, not for at least the last 24 hours. Her oxygen levels are back up, and though her blood pressure has rebounded some, it is just for a brief spell and then drops again, each time a little lower than the last, down once to just 75/32. Her urine output is almost non-existant. We know the end is near, and are just trying to keep her comfortable. All of your words of encouragement are a comfort to me. Again, thanks!
Again, thanks to all who prayed and lent me your support. I am tardy in updating this, given how much you cared, but I can now fill you in.
My mom never did recover. The doctor confirmed that what she had was a heart attack, but graciously she never suffered any pain from it. She entered the hospital on Monday, December 29. I had my last conversation with her that evening. Thereafter she was essentially unconscious, though not in coma. The doctors didn't think she would make it through that night, and certainly not the next day, though as I reported she did. She had requested that we not use heroic measures, and so all we did was keep her comfortable and let God make the decision as to when it was her time. That time came early in the morning of January 1. I was there with are, as was my brother and my father. Though my parents had divorced years ago, they had remained friends. As we waited for the envitable my father told stories from when they had first met, stories I had never heard before. In the midst of the sadness, it was also a very healing time. It was a time for letting go, and commending her to God's care.
My mother had asked to be cremated and for her ashes to be mixed with the ashes of her second husband and interred together on the family farm about 15 miles from my house. This we did last week, with a memorial service attended by the whole family and a few friends. My brother and I sorted through old family albums looking for pictures with which to make a video collage representing my mother's life. Boy does that take one back. And, excuse me for saying it, I found out that my mom was pretty good lookling when she was a teenager. Looking at those old pictures with the prespective a few years on me that I didn't have when I would thumb through them as a child, I saw a whole new side to my mom. It was sort of neat.
Then this past weekend, my brother and I did the final thing we needed to do in cleaning out her trailer. It was work, but not as hard as we had imagined it might be. And again their were memories in some of the simplest and silly things. In the sink was the Huckleberry Hound spoon that had been mine as a little kid. I instead on having it when I ate my cereal.
My mom and I had had our ups and downs in our relationships over the years. I was terribly hurt by the divorce of my parents which my mom had precipitated by some of her actions. But I had finally gotten past that a few years ago, and was so looking forward to spending more time with her in these later years. We had a few, but of course it could never be enough, not when it is your mom. Still we were reconciled before the end, and in the end I was able to be there for her and do for her those things which she needed. And the last time I told her I loved her, I was able to really mean it. And when she went on January 1, she went peacefully. For all of these things, I am incredibly grateful.
And, again, I thank you all for your prayers and support. May God bless you and your relationships with your loved ones as well. I bid you peace.
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Feel saddened to hear this may Allah protect your mother and ease her pains and difficulties and guide her back to her good health. Ameen Summ Ameen
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