[clay]

Jo:
Please know Miss Scarlett * I are holding you & mom, Rooster, & Snack...close in our hearts..and we send you white light energies and peace...and we walk this journey with you, in spirit!!

Having walked this one in 1998 for 3 months with my own mom, I can empathize with you..on so many levels...and no words, nothing can ever prepare one for this kind of journey...BUT somewhere, deep down, inside, are some incredibly amazing "reserves" of strength, patience, understanding, and peace that will come to you when you need them most!! Believe in this journey that there is some amazing bonding that will occur..and the time spent will be priceless..

What helped me most was I was holding my mom, whispering in her ear, giving her permission to go when she was ready, assuring her I would be okay, and to ascend when she was ready to go...as most folks do when they are transcending! The beauty for me was that I came into this world in her arms, and she left this world in mine.....a full circle we shared...completely rounded...and THAT is where my peace came from..we began and ended in one another's arms....and we saw archangel Michael just before she transcended, so he helped her to transition.

My mom was diagnosed with stage IV liver/lung/bone cancer..she lived 3 months! I lived in her home and gave her every detail of her care 24/7as she had asked for me...I was a Nurse for 21 years!!

Anyway, this is about YOU and your heart now...I am with you, Jo..my friend!!! May you, Rooster, and Snack be ever closer and know Miss Scarlett & I send you much love, prayers, and support!! Hug your mom also.... Clay

Originally Posted by JustJo

I know you all have to be so sick of hearing from me

Yesterday evening I had a long talk with my mother, who was having a total meltdown. It was incredibly stressful trying to be there for her as she was raging and crying and scared and all of the other stuff that goes along with knowing your days are numbered and that you're in pain.

Anyway....trying to figure out next steps...and spoke to the doctor this morning. She has 2 months "if we're lucky." She cannot go home, period. She cannot eat food, period. She will have horrible pain from here on out and they will do their best to help control it, period.

Fuck.

They believe they can get her off the IV pain meds, which she is hitting every 15 minutes religiously, and onto oral and patches for pain. They believe they can get her strong enough to fly down to me.

And then it's on me, period.

I have a call in to hospice.

This also means I get to have my crazy, fucked up narcissist of a sister in my house so that she can say her "devoted daughter and where's my share of the loot?" goodbyes.

I am angry, upset and just feel sick myself.

So...welcome to 50. First task of the next half century....help your momma die.

Fuck.