Memorial and final wishes
Patricia Wonacott passed away at 3:38pm. She went quickly and quietly. I was with her.. when she flat lined I jumped up, screeched, and kissed her forehead and told he I love her.. She tried so hard to come back, tried to breath and her heart started to try to beat again... I told her "No No No Momma, its okay, I just love you, its okay momma, go rest.. " And she was gone...
I'm a mess. I'm hurting... I know it is an honor to be there in someone's final moments, but it tore me apart to watch my mom, my wonder woman, The woman who raised my brother and I on her own, went to nursing school, and fought like hell to give us a good life... to watch her leave me untill I leave this world (which wont be for atleast another 30-40 years).
As of right now, we have figured out who is cremating her, but I dont know where or when her memorial will be...
Rest in peace Momma... 09-27-1963 to 06-30-2018
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I posted that after my mom passed away. She went to the hospital on June 14, 2018 due to shortness of breath and just not feeling well. They admitted her and started running scans and tests. June 15th they started treating her for pneumonia. By June 18th we knew she had cancer in her lung, lymph nodes and liver. She decided to try chemo to extend her life from less than 2 months to a possibility of 2.5 years. Chemo started on June 20th, and with it starting we found out that the cancer had spread to her bones (a spot in her skull, the bone, not brain). Her doctors said that surgery and radiation were not an option due to how far spread the cancer was. She went through 3 days of chemo, a total of 8 hours. She was released from the hospital on June 23rd and was overjoyed to be home finally. From June 23rd to the 28th my brother and I spent as much time with mom as we could and she seemed to be tired but over all feeling alright. The night of the 28th while Jon (my brother) was at work my mom started to take a turn for the worst. I went to my mom's on June 29th and she was extremely weak, tired, and confused. I called for EMS to take her to the ER to see why she had gone down hill so fast. She was admitted into ICU. They figured out that she was septic and had no immune system due to the chemo. On June 30th I sat with my mom, hugged her, kissed her, told her I love her, and stayed with her.. You've already read what happened.
My family thought we would have more time with my mom to make memories, to laugh, to cry, to argue silly things that mean nothing but we love doing, but we had 16 days from when she first went to the hospital to her leaving us behind. We are scraping funds together to just try to cremate her, to try to honor her last wishes. We thought we would have time to save for this. We thought we could plan a memorial for her, with her. But we are without our Wonder Woman and just trying to make it right.
I know this is long, thank you for reading it all. Anything helps at this point, even just sharing this gofundme with your friends and family.
Myself, and my family truly thank you.
