Thursday morning on this beautiful day in Fresno, California. Time has gone by too fast. At this time in 2009, Jeannette was in Ventura Hospital. It would be her last. Before she was admitted she called me saying:She got up to straighten out the living room, kitchen and bathrooms. Picking up magazines off the couch, placing dishes in the dishwasher, placing clean towels in the bathroom and wiping down the sink. Then she fed her two cats and her dog, Matches.
Pain set in again so she walked into her bedroom to get her pain medications that were on her night stands. Her animals walked beside her. When she bent over just a little to get her pain medication bottle she felt a sharp pain in her lower back. She sat down on her bed and proceeded to take her medication. Another sharp pain again. Another after that. Then the pain was happening in her vaginal area. It was as if she was having labor pains. She reached for her phone and called me. I told her to call for ambulance.
That is the day she went to the hospital and never came back home ever.
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