My mother became ill in August 2008 with ovarian cancer. This is a story of the final months of an exceptional woman.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

One Day at a Time



Reports are that we have had six times the normal amount of rain for this time of year in tis region of Arkansas. I would surmise that most of that deluge has dropped during the month I have been here. The sodden, dark days match the mood in Shangri-La where we linger by the bedside of MizFlounce expecting her final leavetaking to occur at any time.


Mother now seems to not know who any of us are when she is semi- conscious. She is eating nothing at all and has only a few sips of water a day. I guess that she remains comfortable, if there is any appropriate way to describe what her experience is like. Perhaps better is to say she is in no pain.

It is hard to imagine how anyone could remain alive more than a very few days taking in as little food and water as Mother has for the past 2 weeks. Now that her intake is close to zero her death cannot be far away?

Jeff

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The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.

The force that drives the water through the rocks
Drives my red blood; that dries the mouthing streams
Turns mine to wax.
And I am dumb to mouth unto my veins
How at the mountain spring the same mouth sucks.

The hand that whirls the water in the pool
Stirs the quicksand; that ropes the blowing wind
Hauls my shroud sail.
And I am dumb to tell the hanging man
How of my clay is made the hangman's lime.

The lips of time leech to the fountain head;
Love drips and gathers, but the fallen blood
Shall calm her sores.
And I am dumb to tell a weather's wind
How time has ticked a heaven round the stars.

And I am dumb to tell the lover's tomb
How at my sheet goes the same crooked worm.

4 comments:

Unknown said...

Dear Paul,Jan and Jeff,

You are in our thoughts and prayers.

The Longman Family

Angelo said...

Dear Judy,
Thank you, thank you and thank you again for having graced my life, getting to know a true southern Lady and spending unforgettable times together in some of this earth's most beautiful and treasured places. Above all you have my deepest gratitude for having given the world the most remarkable and wonderful man I have ever known. What an incomparable gift! I will miss you. May you leave us peacefully with the knowledge we will never forget you and, quite to the contrary, will always remember the unique qualities, quirks and endearments known as Miz Flounce. A big eternal hug, Judy -
Angelo

Lee McGee said...

Dear Paul, Jan and Jeff,
Please accept my heartfelt condolences. A new chapter is beginning. Judy was a blessing that those of us who were graced by her smile will never forget.

Much love,

Lee McGee
lee2mcgee@aol.com

Anonymous said...

Dear Janet,
Our paths crossed briefly in this big world, back in 1986-1991 somewhere in that time. You made a lasting impression on me, your children were coming into the world and I envied them as I knew you would make a wonderful friend and mother to them. Our short stent together was at Coliseum House, a hodge podge of people, staff, patients, doctors....I still find it humorous. Time has passed and I often wondered how you and your family were and if still in New Orleans. It is with saddness that I write this, as it sounds like your true guiding light has passed away. I send my sincere condolences to you and your family in the loss of your mother. Her shoes seem mighty big to fill but I pray her memories with sustain you, your brother your children and your father in the time to come.
Sincerely,
Donna Green-Landry
donnaglandry@yahoo.com
Lafayette, LA

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Vacherie, Louisiana, United States
Born in rural Arkansas my tongue took up residence in my cheek shortly thereafter. I use it to speak "Genteel Southern Lady". Cussin' I only use when provoked by the Uppity. Paul, my husband, and I have lived in Cajun Country for many years raising cane, twins (a boy and a girl; now adults? definitely old) and other mischief. Alligators, water moccassins and bears have tussled with me as I protect our swampy coastal farmstead. We are stuck now on lovely Lake Hamilton near Hot Springs where we have our second home. We have been here waiting for Godot since my heart valves blew out Late November 2007 and now with cancer diagnosed August 2008. The Furies have me in their sights... I am writing this blog to let my Beloveds know how I am doing so they will not "get off" in imagined ways on my dire straits. The reality is bad enough without turning my story into a B-grade movie of the mind. I know all of you wish me the very best. And I miss you! never no mind your fevered imaginations. This is as close as I can get to a fond and loving chat with you right now... Sadly, Judy aka Mizflounce passed away peacefully early on Sunday morning May 30th 2009 age 78.