hi all
we lost my Dm to ovarian cancer on 25/10/19. we only found out in august that it was cancer and dm just didnt have the fight in her to beat it.
im absolutely devastated. dm wasnt always the best mum and was at times abusive and alcoholic but the past year or so she was really trying to better herself.
i feel angry that this has happend when she was doing so well. im angry that it took her so quickly and im angry that my Dm who was a big hard arse woman all her life was made frail and weak.
we got the call from the hospital to go and say our goodbyes to dm the night before and we all did (dm has 6 dc) we made her laugh and talked about good times. dm then sent us all home litteraly said "right im kicking you all out now i need to sleep" so we all left other than df who stayed with her till the end, telling her we would be back in the morning.
what kills me most is that on the way to the hospital next morning she passed before i could get there.
i feel like i am lost. i keep picking the phone up to call her and then remembering and bursting into tears again.
i know this is rambled and im not sure why i am posting but had to do something