It's Over

The vigil has ended.
At 3AM Tuesday we got a call from the hospital that she was going downhill fast. Her lungs were filling with fluid and her kidneys had stopped functioning. The family was called in. At 10 AM the nurse said she had 2-12 hours left. The night came and went. Wednesday came and went. Thursday came and went. Each hour spent watching for the last breaths. Finally, shortly after 1 AM Friday morning the Lord took her home.
She ended up being a lot tougher than she thought she was! A few months ago she told a niece that she "didn't have enough powder left to blow myself up."

I couldn't have asked for a better Mother-in-law.
I spent 8 consecutive afternoons or evenings in her room. We were impressed with and grateful for the wonderful care that the staff gave her at BroMenn. Under the circumstances, it was a positive experience.

Ecclesiastes 7
1A good name is better than precious ointment; and the day of death than the day of one's birth.
2It is better to go to the house of mourning, than to go to the house of feasting: for that is the end of all men; and the living will lay it to his heart.
3Sorrow is better than laughter: for by the sadness of the countenance the heart is made better.
4The heart of the wise is in the house of mourning; but the heart of fools is in the house of mirth.

Random - I watched two nurses change the sheets and mattress pad on a bed with the patient still in it.