I still remember my precious child’s eyes. Old, wise eyes filled with pain and fear. I remember the unrelenting nausea and excruciating pain. I remember my beautiful child’s desperate fight to live.
I remember her holding my hand, her tears silently running down her cheeks… The fear in my heart that her suffering would never end.
Now I wish I could hold her one more time; wipe her precious tears away; whispering “I love you angel child”

Hospice has just fitted a subcutaneous driver – again. Vic’s pain has spiralled out of control over the past couple of days.
Vic was in absolute excruciating pain during the night. She battled to breath.
“Help me Mommy! I can’t stand the pain anymore…”
I lay next to her and put constant pressure on the area that hurt most. It was just below her ribcage – liver. “Oh Mommy, it is so sore. Can you feel how sore it is?
As a little girl Vic used to believe that I could “feel” her pain…
“Feel how sore my toe is Mommy…”
As I lay there with my hand on her “sore” I wished with every fibre in my body that I could lay my hand on her sick body and soak up the pain and disease. It cannot be so I look for a new spot on her bum to stick in a needle.
Vic seems calm now and the pain under control. She is sleeping peacefully. She has not vomited since this morning and managed to have a sandwich for lunch.
Please God let the subcutaneous driver work. Please let the tissue hold up! Please God!
I know that you are with me. Feel my love Angel Child. See my heart. Know my heart. Love you yesterday, today and forever. Mommy
I am so sorry about your loss. I cannot imagine the excruciating pain and grief of the loss of a child. I truly wish you peace.
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Thank you very much for your kind words.
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Hugs Tersia xo
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Oh Tersia, I cannot imagine what this was like for you and Vic. I am so glad that she had you.
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One day it will be easier to remember the good times more often than the bad. You did so much for her, I can’t imagine a day in your shoes. God bless you.
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Oh Tersia – this is heartbreaking. Love you.
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Wishing you some peace today…xoxoxoxoxo
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Tersia, so so much pain. I wish for you to feel warmth and hope again. Sincerely, N’n.
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Thank you my friend!
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Reblogged this on Vic's Final Journey.
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i can so identify with her asking if you feel how much it hurts. there are times i want my sister or husband to understand the pain not necessarily actually feel the pain. vicky was so blessed to have a mother who put her life on hold and layed by her side at a time she needed you to most.
this brought tears to my eyes and that is not a bad thing. thank you for sharing this again. i send you love and big warm hugs.
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