Posted 3/18/2011 12:22 AM (GMT 0)
Thank you BluAngel for your support.
It is really hard to loose someone you love... my mom was only 68, she actually just turned 68 on February 2nd. I got her flowers and she was looking at them all the time while I was away (she told me). Also, some elderly people are ready to die, mentally, probably this is programmed by nature (or by God). I heard that some old people saying that they are tired, they are ready to die. I don't know if that's true, probably when they will be on death bed they think different, I don't know. I know that my mom wanted to live and that thought drives me crazy! about 3-4 days before she died I remember coming to her to the hospital about 1pm and she was laying there in the bed, crying. I asked what's wrong? She said "I'm dead. I died today". I told her "mommy, you are not dead. If you see me it means you are not and if you dead and see me - that's even better! It means we always can see each other"... She stopped crying for some time, and I tried to change her mood, to switch her mind for something else. I read something for her, or doing some puzzles with her... Now I feel quilt for not talking to her enough. You know, when the person alive it is hard to talk, you are choosing words not to hurt the person. I mean, now , after she passed away, I would tell her many things - how much she means to me in my life, how much I miss her every day, how much I loved her all my life. But I couldn't say this before. I didn't want her to know that she is dying and usually these talks going on when people saying "good bye" to each other. I didn't want to say good bye. Not just because it is very painful for me and I couldn't say this without crying (exactly what I'm doing now...), but I didn't want her to know that she is dying. Of course she felt this, but since she wanted to live so much there is always little hope, and I didn't want to take away this hope. I think she knew that I loved her very much, it's just I didn't say this enough.... I can't imagine she is not alive anymore.
Today in New York is sunny and beautiful. I didn't go to work. I didn't sleep for 3 days and today I got horrible headache so I called a day off. Later, my husband (fiancee actually, but we are together for 8 years) took me out for a walk. I feel sun on my face and I'm thinking about my mom, that she is rotting in the grave at this time. She is gone. It feels bad. Sun is shining, birds are singing, it is beautiful weather which my mom will never see anymore... I can't think like this. I'm going insane..
I went to psychiatrist yesterday. I told him that my anxiety controls my life and after my mom passed away it is even worse. He prescribed me Zoloft at the lowest dosage, and for my sleepless nights to take Ambien. I afraid of anti-depressants. He told me that my Xanax and Clonopin are way worse, but I'm taking them time to time, and for Zoloft I will have to take every day, get addicted.... I didn't take any pills yesterday, probably I shoul've. Clock showed about 3am when I understood that I will not be able to sleep, and with Ambien I have to sleep at least 7-8 hours. I ended up without sleep till 5am and was not able to go to work after all... I emailed my boss and other 2 co-workers from the office that I feel bad and I'm going to stay at home. Nobody answered me. We have weird people working at this place. Nobody cares about each other, everybody ready to stub in the back. Strange people.... I work there for 9 years and still don't understand how we survive the business. location, location, location....
I hope I will get good sleep tonight...
Thank you.