Jeannette had a hard battle going on with breast cancer. She was the most compliant patient to all those doctors that were in charge of her care. One thing for sure is that no matter what she was doing or going, she made sure to call me to tell me she loved me. Sometimes she was able to talk for more than 20 minutes before she couldn't due to her pain. Pain was with her day and night. Every second of everyday the pain was there. No medication could take it away. The strongest medication would make her fall asleep for about a good hour but then the pain would wake her up. She tried everything she could to stop the pain. Even listening to calming tapes, breathing exercises, etc. Nothing, absolutely nothing could take that damn pain away. It got worse during her last visit to the hospital. The cancer had spread into her birthing canal and she started experiencing labor pains. The came every five minutes. She screamed out "HELP" and not one person on this earth could take the pain away. I stood next to her and cried out to God to please help her. I cried and she cried. We both cried together. Then in an instant the pain let go. I held her and ran my hand across her face to wipe her tears. I got a cool washcloth and wiped her whole face and put the cloth on her head. It helped her. She said to me, "Mama, I am gonna miss you so much when I go to Heaven." I told her she was not going to die. That she was gonna win her battle.
I was wrong. She lost her battle on September 3, 2009. Her heart stopped beating. Her prettiness, her laughter, her awesomeness, her love, her big beautiful brown eyes. They are all gone. Gone to heaven and far away from me. My heart is broken. I am lost without her.
Life goes on. Have to give time to the rest of my family. They are gifts from God. Just like my Jeannette.
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