Originally Posted by pondering_it_all
Thanks for the notes of sympathy, guys. Mom was 91, nonambulatory, and just plumb wore out. It was time to go. Glad it was peaceful with lots of help from Hospice. Now comes the interesting part, like moving all her stuff out of her assisted living apartment when the place is locked down. Fortunately, I do have a big storage locker a couple of miles away.

My Mom made it to 92, and the first 90 years were jolly well okay.
After that came the broken hip and a lot of painful medical stuff that gradually wore her down and fried her brain. The slide was fast, and yet she held on for another year and a half.
Then one day her doctor informed her she needed another round of scary tests and procedures and she just flatly said "NO"...enough, basta.

DOCTOR: "Well, Mrs. Haas, if you don't do this, you're probably going to die."

Mrs. Haas: "Well, that's not a very nice thing to say but at least I will go with my head held high."

And that's pretty much what she did about six months later.
She had a wonderful life but she is missed terribly, as I am sure yours is, too.
Blessings on your whole family.


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