The Death of Denial

The Death of Denial
I was helping Mom in the bathroom when suddenly she slumped over, unable to hold herself upright. Her hospice nurse was scheduled to come later that day but had previously offered to come sooner if needed, so I immediately contacted her. As soon as she saw Mom, she looked at me and mouthed that she thought Mom was dying.  Mom had been under hospice care for more than a year so I should have been prepared for the inevitable, but as it turns out, I was not. The nurse said the actual dying process had started and the body was shutting down. She estimated it would happen within a week or two
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