Jeannette never gave up hope. She wanted so much to live. I know that she wanted to be un-sedated because she kept making noises with her lungs. She had so much to say to me. We never got a chance to have closure. If I could have been able to talk to her I would have told her I was bringing her home to my house in Fresno. That she would be with me and I would take good care of her by changing the doctors and there plan of care for her. She trusted those doctors in Los Angeles. She really believed in them. I didn't and I told her so.
I wake up everyday thinking of her. I go to bed thinking of what might have been. She was on the verge of divorce before she found out about her cancer.
I shall always and forever cherish each and every moment I spent with her.
Right now it's morning her in Fresno, California. The sounds of rain falling against my window panes penetrate my ears as I sit here and drink coffee from the coffee mug Jeannette gave to me. She enjoyed mornings and I could always tell because she always woke up in such a joyful mood. She always wanted me to have coffee with her and chit chat on her couch. She would sit on her recliner, drink her coffee while petting her beloved kitty cats. I enjoyed my time with just me and her alone in her home while her children were in school and her husband far far away at work. We talked about so many things. She would always tell me how much she loved her childhood years spent with me. It made me feel so good.
They say that we all learn from mistakes. What a mistake those doctors did to my daughter. They poisoned her and burned her. The thing is that they continue to do it to so many women with breast cancer. I hope that women get second opinions on their plan of care. I believe in my heart that my daughter should have never died in such horrific pain. A pain no human can endure.
At least I know that she is FREE from pain and in Heaven with GOD.
I wake up everyday thinking of her. I go to bed thinking of what might have been. She was on the verge of divorce before she found out about her cancer.
I shall always and forever cherish each and every moment I spent with her.
Right now it's morning her in Fresno, California. The sounds of rain falling against my window panes penetrate my ears as I sit here and drink coffee from the coffee mug Jeannette gave to me. She enjoyed mornings and I could always tell because she always woke up in such a joyful mood. She always wanted me to have coffee with her and chit chat on her couch. She would sit on her recliner, drink her coffee while petting her beloved kitty cats. I enjoyed my time with just me and her alone in her home while her children were in school and her husband far far away at work. We talked about so many things. She would always tell me how much she loved her childhood years spent with me. It made me feel so good.
They say that we all learn from mistakes. What a mistake those doctors did to my daughter. They poisoned her and burned her. The thing is that they continue to do it to so many women with breast cancer. I hope that women get second opinions on their plan of care. I believe in my heart that my daughter should have never died in such horrific pain. A pain no human can endure.
At least I know that she is FREE from pain and in Heaven with GOD.
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