The Lord is my Shepherd, I lack nothing!

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing. 
He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul. 
He guides me along the right paths for his name’s sake. 
Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I will fear no evil, for you are with me; 
your rod and your staff, they comfort me. 
You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. 
You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. 
Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, 
and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Carolyn continues to get a little weaker each day. She also sleeps most of the day except to wake up to say "hi" or to take sips of water. She's been complaining that she is frustrated about how much she is sleeping. Hospice came on Monday and confirmed that she looks to have no more than a week or two left. Our nurse guesses that she will slip into a coma a couple days before her body lets go.

She is just so amazing even in her last days. She says "thank you" and "I love you" as often as possible. Pats my hand and smiles when she is too weak to talk. They say your true self comes out near the end and her core is absolutely beautiful - kindness, joy, patience, understanding. She embodies the fruits of the spirit like I've never seen from anyone before. Last night she gripped my hand especially hard - I think it was her way of trying to express everything she can't say.

I have her all set up in her beautiful room that looks like it could come straight out of an Anne of Green Gables novel. She stays there all day where visitors can sit in the sofa chair and visit with her. This also allows Melissa to come over with her girls and the girls can play downstairs while Melissa and I visit with her in her room. Yesterday I spent the day vacuuming and cleaning the room to make it as cozy as possible and she was so happy to have her room looking pretty. Uncle Dan and Aunt Jan sent some beautiful spring flowers for her room, and Aunt Cindy brought over some candles. She was so happy that she asked me to spread the candles out around the room so that she could look at them.

We spend each day watching Leave it to Beaver - although I'm really the one watching while she sleeps. And when she wakes up Melissa and I will chat with her while she listens. And boy does she listen. Even when you think she is asleep she is listening. And she will ask questions later about your conversation ... but usually she gets all the details confused in her mind. We've found that we can't talk about anything but good memories and how we love her. Otherwise she spends too much time and strength trying to sort out what we are saying.

For those of you who may not know my mom very well, I wish there was some way that I could show you or explain how amazing she is. She spent all of her life being the best mom two little girls could ever ask for. All the details that she put into things was amazing. She set up so many wonderful tea parties, Anne of Green Gables and doll parties, treasure hunts, fun items for us to play "school", doll baths outside with a clothes line to dry their clothes, and more. She'd also put so much time into little things too - Melissa and I have been going through a lot of the old things that she'd kept and found things we'd completely forgotten. Such as, she would draw a road on construction paper with little signs next to them that said "good job!" and "almost there!" where if we had been good that day, we got to put a sticker in the block on the road and once the stickers filled up to the "end" of the road we got to go to Dairy Queen. She made being a good girl a fun event. :) She'd also leave little love notes in our lunch boxes, sew all of our beautiful clothes, give us special dolls to played with only on Sundays, heart shaped chocolate cakes on our birthdays, and more.

And even here at the end of her life, the most important thing to her has been the legacy she will leave behind for me, Melissa, her grandchildren, and future grandchildren. She's written hundreds of letters for us to read through after she is gone, has prepared an old antique trunk for each of us filled with gifts, and small trunks for Chandler and Taylor as well as one for my future children.

I love her so much and am happy for her that she will get to see Jesus soon ... but sad for the hole she will leave in my life. There's nothing quite like having your mother to talk to and enjoy life with over a cup of tea.

Cleaning our doll clothes and hanging them to dry.

The dresses she sewed for us.

The annual heart shaped chocolate cake for our birthdays!

Making wrapping paper for Christmas gifts.

She took us to the park often.

Making gingerbread cookies!

Valentine's Day with special Sunday gifts.

Anne of Green Gables Party

Near the End

The time is drawing near for Carolyn to meet her Father in heaven.

Last Tuesday, was like any other day this last month. With the warmer weather, she was able to get out of the house and be out and about. But the next day she slept almost the entire day away and kept complaining that she couldn't seem to stay awake. Thursday was much the same with a lot of sleeping and little eating. Then on Friday she was not only sleeping and not eating, but the moments when she was awake she was more distraught than normal and confused about what was happening and had trouble expressing her thoughts. Saturday/Sunday she lost a lot of her mental capacities. She herself complained that she was losing her "senses" and having trouble keeping her bearings. To date, she can barely walk, doesn't eat, and is very confused altogether. She has a few moments of clarity here and there, but they are few and far in-between.

These last few months have had so many ups and downs and uncertainty around how long she has left. But if she continues at the rate she is now, we can't imagine that she has even a week left. Saturday evening she told us that she was going very very soon. It's interesting how people know when their last days are coming. When I had last updated you a few weeks ago that we thought she had days left ... she definitely didn't agree with us. Even though she was at that time sleeping all day, confused and in pain ... she'd wake up and we'd try to say our goodbyes and she would look at us like we were crazy. Well, this time is different. Now she is the one telling us that this is it and that she doesn't have much time left.

Please be praying that she will not experience any pain and that she will pass peacefully. I fear most that her confusion will cause her to twist thoughts in her head to think things were said that are not true, or think something happened that didn't occur. Please also be praying for Melissa, her girls, and I  ... as well as the rest of Carolyn's family that we will enjoy to the fullest our last days/hours/minutes with her.

Miraculously, she was able to muster up just enough strength on Saturday evening to make it to a performance at the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra. We didn't think she'd last 10 minutes, but she somehow made it to intermission. We know it was definitely her last time out of the house and a miracle that she was even able to go in the first place. It was the last item on her bucket list to attend a performance at the ISO. I'm so glad we were able to get out and create that one last memory together. She was so happy. <3

Slow and Steady

Happy (almost) Spring, everyone! I hope you are enjoying the gorgeous weather we've been having. Carolyn sure has! She has been getting out almost every day since it's been warmer. It's really lifted her spirits after being trapped in the house so much all winter.

She continues to do well considering the circumstances. It's crazy to think that a few weeks ago we thought she had "days" left. Since then, it's been an emotional roller coaster with good days and bad days. One day she will be like her old self, wanting to get out and go for a drive or go out to eat. And then other days she will want to sleep the entire day away and only wake up to take pills, sip water, or get a bite of something.

Nonetheless, we are still creating memories - trying to soak her up until the last drop! This past weekend she was able to go to her grandchild's birthday party, go on a carriage ride downtown, and see Cinderella in theaters. However, she doesn't talk much while we are out because it takes too much effort to think through what she wants to say, she doesn't walk much because she isn't strong and instead uses a wheelchair, and she falls asleep any moment she can get - in the car or otherwise.

God is Good.

Since I last provided an update, Carolyn's health has miraculously improved a little bit each day. Last Wednesday and Thursday we thought she had maybe a few days or up to a week left. Melissa and I even took Thursday and Friday off work because we were certain it would be her last coherent days. Well here we are one week later and she is much improved.

I asked Hospice about this and our contact - Jackie - said that it sounds like Carolyn had bile build-up that just needed to pass through her system. Really? It was as simple as that? Last week, she couldn't keep her eyes open for longer than 5 minutes before drifting. And her conversations with us were confusing and unclear - she was saying the oddest things. But then each day since then she has been able to stay awake a little longer and is getting her personality back.

However, other aspects of her health continue to steadily decline.

• She gets weaker and weaker every day. Soon she won't be able to walk upstairs at all, which means she will need to stay downstairs permanently. She stays in her hospital bed on the main floor all day. Showers in the morning are difficult. It takes us around 3 hours to get ready in the morning because she needs to take so many breaks to rest between taking her pills, coughing up mucus, getting in the shower, washing, getting out of the shower, getting dressed and depending on what's going on that day - blowdrying her hair and putting some makeup on. 
• She doesn't eat much either, but not because she isn't hungry. Absolutely nothing tastes good. So at least once every hour, I try bringing her bites of different food to eat just in case it tastes good to her in that moment. It's pretty unpredictable which means my fridge is filled with the most random food that only has a few bites taken out of it. Because of this, she has lost 30+ pounds in one month! She has to wear my jeans because her old jeans won't stay up. 
• She has difficulties with reading and writing. It's hard for her mind to grab onto things so she has to use all her concentration to read or write. Why is she reading and writing? Well she has several last minute projects she is trying to finish up before she goes. Notes to her grandchildren, etc. And I bought several recordable children's books for her to record her voice for her grandchildren to read later. Which on that topic, we bought the COOLEST book for each of her grandchildren to have called "Grandma and Me". She sits down with one of her grandchildren and together they answer questions about Grandma that gets recorded. It's so adorable and fun - and amazing moment in time captured forever. Chandler and Taylor LOVE their books. I bought one for my future grandchildren where together Mom and I recorded conversations of us talking about her. I told her that instead of giving the book to my children, I might keep it and listen to it before bed every night. :) 

Today, she had a doctor appointment at the Simon Cancer Center. I wouldn't have believed it if you told me last week that she would be able to actually make her appointment. I was certain she either wouldn't be here by today or that she would be too ill to get out of bed. Well after spending several hours this morning trying to get her ready, we were off in the freezing rain to go see her doctor one more time. 

He was surprised to see that she was still doing decently well but at the same time not in disbelief. She has been a trooper and a fighter throughout this whole ordeal that it is no wonder that she would continue to shatter the odds. So of course we asked our favorite question - how long do you think she has left? And he answered ... "You don't have days - that's for sure. But I would say anywhere between a week and four weeks." I think our jaws dropped collectively. A week to four weeks doesn't sound like a significant difference in time to the average person, but for those of us in the midst of this - that is a HUGE gap. Especially for Melissa and I as we are in difficult situations determining when to take time off work to spend with her. If she has one week left, we'd want to spend every moment with her. But to spend 4 weeks away from work is not realistic. It's a difficult decision either way especially given how much work it is to care for her. She needs someone to stay home with her at all times now and it is unpredictable as to when she would need help - so taking calls at home becomes difficult. Either way we are so grateful for any extra time with her. Thankfully, both of our employers are supportive of the situation and have assured us to take the time we need.

Please be praying that Carolyn will get the sustenance she needs each day - physically and spiritually. She is still anxious to go to heaven, but we are praying that her last days on earth will not be stressful for her. Please also be praying for Melissa and I. This is a really stressful situation for us in more ways than one. So many people have wanted to see her for "the last time" and so not only are we trying to care for her needs and health, but we are entertaining guests on a daily basis. Which isn't to complain - we want everyone to be able to say goodbye and don't want to be selfish with her time. But nonetheless we are emotionally and physically drained.