The Night My Life Changed

It was january 12,1994. I was then 13 years old. My mom was at work . My older sister and I were cleaning up the house, getting ready for bed, it was shortly after 10:00pm. And our mother would soon be home from work. She would usually get in by 11:00pm. She was on the second shift. She worked as a nurse at a nursing home from 3 to 11pm.

We received a phone call from her job around 10:15pm from one of the nurses she worked with asking us, what kind of medicine did our mom take? At the time we knew she had high blood pressure but we were not sure of the type of medicine she was taking. We were to young to know. I then told the nurse to call my grandmother and I gave her the number, I stated to the nurse she would know more about that then we would.

The nurse hung up. 10 minutes later we received another call from that same nurse. She then said on the phone to me your mom has stop breathing and we can’t get her pulse.

My sister and I panicked, we did not know what was going on. We both started to cry, a call came on the other line while the nurse was talking to us. I then clicked over on the line and it was my grandmother telling me she was coming over to get my sister and I for the night because our mom had been rushed to the emergency room, because they could not get a blood pressure reading or a pulse. My heart started racing. Tears starting coming down my face. I knew the worst was yet to come.

My grandparents then picked us up and took us to there house. Most of my family was there waiting on the call back from the doctor who was taking care of my mom, a few minutes had went by, more family members came to the house, my grandparents went to the hospital and left us at home with a few uncles , aunts and cousins. My sister and I were praying for the best news and thinking that she would be released from the hospital that night.

The door bell ringed it was the pastor of our church. He came over and prayed with our family. Then phone the rung. It was the doctor he asked to speak to a close relative he then said that they had done all that they could do to save her and that she had passed away from an massive heart attack! Life felt over for all of us. I cried the whole night. I don’t remember getting much sleep that night. I don’t remember even I could even eat that night. I felt like the world was over. The loss of my mother felt like I lost of my own life. My grandparents said that when they had received the call from the nurse that night that my mom was practically already dead.

That night was one of the worse nights of my life. It changed my life forever. I went through a depression for several years since that time. I am now 26 years old and I still feel like it was just yesterday. I miss my mother each and every day. But i believe there is a higher power and I believe without believing in that, I don’t believe I would have made it thought the tough times.

Tagged with: death of a parent • depression • family • life • mother

Filed under: Life Experiences • Sad Experiences

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