In 2022, I woke up to my mom unable to make coherent sentences, dragging her right leg when she would try to walk. This would be the start of my moms living hell. After being admitted to the hospital, it was determined that she did infact suffer a stroke cause by atrial fibrillation. After further testing was done, it was discovered that her carotid arteries had a 90% blockage, and she would need to have an endarterectomy to correct this issue. So after her hospital stay & 2 months in patient rehab, she had the left side done first and seemed to recover fairly well, all things considering. Several months later, she would then have the right side done. This time, it seemed to be harder on her and was a much harder recovery for her for some reason. After many months of outpatient rehab, she seemed to have very few lingering effects of the strokes. About 3 months later, she started complaining of a really bad headache ( and you know my mom, she never complains about being in pain. she's the strongest person I know. )Later that day, I would find her hunched over in the restroom. After an ambulance ride to the hospital, it was determined that she infact suffered a second stroke caused by her heart skipping beats and throwing a blood clot. This stroke caused her to have memory issues, which unfortunately only got worse from that point. The next 11 months were filled with a lot of ups and downs for her as she struggled with the loss of her "normal" life. Not being able to drive and do as she pleased ( even though I took her everywhere I went and we did our normal Saturday thrift shopping it wasn't the same and she expressed her sadness about this often) I had to ultimately hide the keys because she would talk about just getting in the car and " going home" Some days we're good days, others she was very angry and a stubborn donkey. lol. she required constant supervision and me trying to balance cooking her meals, taking calls for work, having her sitting on the porch, worrying about her walking down the street and getting confused....it all became to much. My mom & son are and will always be my top priorities, so I ultimately had to walk away from my work at home job so I could give her the attention that she deserved. We finally got a system down, and she seemed to come to terms with her new " normal" and then, in June of last year, everything changed yet again and started the downward spiral of events. She suffered a single stroke on one side of the brain, and on the other side, a cluster of 4 strokes that affected her vision caused behavioral changes and significantly increased dementia behavior. After 5 hospital stays for UTI ( which are really hard on elderly people) low magnesium, covid twice, inpatient rehab, outpatient rehab 3x week forward to the last 4 months...she got to where some days I had to fight, beg and plead with her to take her meds, to eat/drink...in a matter of a month she went from being able feed herself, walk to the bathroom, help me dress herself to totally bedridden,incontinent, unable to feed herself. This last trip to the hospital Todd, Troy and a friend of mine literally had to carry her to the car ( I refused to call the ambulance after the last time where they wouldn't take her to TMC because we are closer to WNJ and she was having a stroke and they sent her home with "migraine episodes") this trip to the hospital was because when I went to change her she had passed a huge blood clot the size of my fist. After testing and biopsy, it was determined she has endometrial cancer and needs a total Hysterectomy, however she is not strong enough to put her body through the surgery and would likely not make it through the procedure Everything has happened so fast, and I am beyond stressed out. I am losing my mom, my hero, my best friend, and there is nothing I can do to stop it. She is currently in a rehabilitation center . she suffered a bedsore on her tailbone while there, and because she is bedridden, it became very bad quickly and required surgery to clean it out and remove infected tissue. I hadn't seen the area until recently when the Dr showed me pictures. it's huge it's literally the size of a tennis ball. She had to have a picc line put in for her antibiotics and other meds. Her one request way before she ever got sick was when it was her time, she didn't want me bothering the rest of the family. She didn't want everyone to see her dying. I have done my best to honor her wishes to this point, but now I don't know who else to turn to.Needless to say, after having to walk away from my job,after having to pay for my uncle's transport, and all his funeral arrangements and now all of my moms medical needs I have gone through all of my savings and my moms social security hardly puts a dent in it. I would like to be able to obey her wishes of being buried next to her mom and dad where there is a plot however no other arrangements were ever made so there would be all the extra fees the funeral home and cemetery charge. She has one retirement account that I'm working with the attorney to get them to release, which will help, but as of right now, that is where things stand. I know everyone has their own life's and issues, and I hate to even throw this out here, but I don't know what else to do. If anyone could find it in your heart and if your funds would allow it and would like to help me, make her final wishes possible. I will attach my information at the bottom of this message. Also, if any of you would like to see her, I have attached that information as well. If you plan to see her, please call/text me in advance so I can either meet you there or notify the front desk she will be having visitors.I am working with the attorney to get her on Medicaid however at this current moment she is private pay so I'm having to cover what her social security doesn't cover.I am also in the works to get her set up on hospice to help control her pain and keep her comfortable. If you have read this far, I want to thank you. To my family and her friends, my mom loved each and every one of you dearly, and she would want you all to remember the good times. Her whitty, sometimes playfully smart-ass comments that always made people laugh and smile...thats how she would want to be remembered. Thanks again everyone and much love to all of you, and thanks in advance to those who are able to help.