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Not in the same league as what QT is going through but spent all last night with one of the twins in hospital. Turns out she might have bronchiolitis and tonsillitis, possibly as an after effect of having COVID a couple of weeks ago.

So tonight I'm still here. Thankfully we have a nice room, excellent staff and we're not American so this won't bankrupt us but it's still awful to go through. Grateful for my church and parents all of whom are helping massively.

Last Wednesday my mom decided that she wanted to choose medically assisted dying. My sister and I went to be with her at the hospital for the last time. My uncle, and my stepdad were there.

On Wednesday night I checked with her to confirm this was indeed what she wanted. She said yes. She wanted control over when it happens VS facing a heart attack, or stroke, or pneumonia that was caused by her weakened immune system. She could no longer her move her legs, and she had multiple blood clots in her legs and lungs.

We sat with her that night till she said she wanted to rest. We stayed nearby in a hotel to be there in the morning when it was scheduled to take place.

I spent an hour with her Thursday morning, played her music she liked, told her all the things I wanted to tell her and to thank for everything she'd done for me. I cried a lot a she told me not to cry. She told my sister and I how proud she was of us.

I showed her video of my kids telling her how much they loved her and she would be their Christmas angel now (she loved Christmas), and she loudly told my phone how much she loved them back.

The doctor came in to explain what was going to happen, and in what order.

My stepdad left the room, he could not bring himself to stay. My sister stayed till mom closed her eyes asleep, but I stayed until the end and held her hand. She told me she was ready to go, but she needed someone to hold her hand, so I did that. It was hard, but she was my mom and I needed to stay with her.

My mom died at 8:25 on Thursday morning from a long battle with cancer.

I miss her intensely. I feel a great gaping hole in my life.

I can't go too much into it due to reasons but we're having a hell of a time with wife's work.

She's been attacked there (again) and injured as a result, A&E yesterday described it as sort of like whiplash by the doctor there, is off until Sunday, but her work are only giving her SSP (despite it being their fault she's injured) and when she transfers to nights on Sunday she will receive no enhancements for the night shift.

So not only is there the worry about her health, there's also a worry financially as well due to the loss of income.