Lucky for me, my mother in law dumped Frank Sinatra. She dated him for a little while, and then decided to leave him for another man. This is an obit. I really loved my mother in law. She was ultra cool. She could out party us. She was a huge Laker fan. She was there if anybody needed her. She was the perfect mother in law.
I always skip these types of non diaries. Oh and here I am trying to write one.
Dorothy was the ultra in ultra style. Just a stunning person, inside and out. She was my mother in law. She loved to tell me the story about when she dated Frank Sinatra. How he sent her a record player to her apartment. How she was given a painting she liked that was hanging up in his house. How she decided to marry another man, and stop seeing Mr. Sinatra. Lucky for me she married who she did, and had a couple of daughters. She was the ultimate style council. I have known her since I was 7. I ended up getting married to her daughter. She was always soft spoken, and caring. She was independent. She was a real estate broker.
She re-married a few times. She was so thrilled to see Barack Obama get elected President. She voted for him. She was so happy to see him take that oath, twice. In my world, she is the last of her generation. The world has changed. She was disappointed with the last President.
She lived longer than most of her friends. She lived to be 90. She lived her life to the fullest, and raised two girls. Mostly on her own.
I just wanted to share a little bit about her. She was so cool.
I don't know how to upload a photo. If someone wanted they could drop me a line and I can forward a photo. If they could upload it.
The sad part . She had a heart failure. She ended up in the hospital where the options had run out. She was aware of everything, and knew her number came up. We got a call from my wife's sister who said the nurse had informed her that she had very little time left. We rushed to the hospital. When we arrived, she looked like she was sleeping to me.
The nurse said her levels dropped, and this and that. Of course it hit me hard. We hung out for several hours, and then decided she wasn't going at this moment. This happened about 4 more times. On 4 different days. We decided we could move her back to her home with a nurse. We did that. She was aware she was back at her house, and we put her music on, and made sure she was as comfortable as she could be. After one day, we got a call at 10:30 at night from her sister. The nurse thinks she has about an hour left to live. We get dressed, jump in the car and rush over. Lot's of tears. We arrive, and I take a look and think to myself, She looks like she is sleeping. No sign of anything unusual. After about 3 hours we decided she was not ready to go. Each time this happens everybody loses it emotionally. It's really tough to go through this once let alone 5 times. My wife and her sister have her off of any artificial life support. They are just wishing for their mother to die pain free, and with dignity. As each day goes by my wife had to watch her mother change from what she knew her from to skin and bones clinging onto life. This was painful on many levels. We got another call from her crying sister, get over here quick. At this point, I have now been through her dying 6 times. Each time as if it was the first time. Something is very wrong here. Same deal. Not this time. I watched her die 7 times. I watched my wife watch her mother die 7 times. Why?
Once is bad enough. I know this will be the way it is, and many other people will get that call from a hospital, then another, than another, than another and so on. I really wish we were more adult about this situation and allow a 90 year old women who has had 13 heart attacks leave this world in a better, shorter time, with less pain. Euthanasia really should have been an option. You try watching someone die 7 times, then prove me wrong.