In Honor of Mary Louise Timm

My family was always small, Only my parent’s and I with an occassional visit from my Aunt Jeanie (Mother’s Sister) who’s in a Nursing Home. My parents survived with their Social Security and Public Assistance, which payed for their rent and home supplies. I was living on my own collecting disability from a knee injury I had, but recently moved back into my parents apartment to further take care of my Mom as her Personal Care Attendant. 

    My Mom had a long list of conditions that disabled her mind, body and soul; She developed bi-polar schizophrenia that changed her personality at random moments, then seizures occurred months later, then after being layed up in Elmhurst Hospital for almost two weeks she developed muscle atrophy preventing her to walk, she then needed Physical Rehabilitation being placed in Cypress Garden Care Center for several months.

    My Dad and I go to visit her throughout each week and we were setting up plans to bring her home getting instructions on how to operate a 
Hoyer Lift to get her out of bed and placing her in her wheel chair. 

Then on the second day of instruction she had another seizure leading her to Flushing Hospital and was there for almost two weeks. Doctors spoke to us about her overall health and new things they discovered, apparently she was dealing with Carotid Artery Disease which may have been the culprit of her seizures. 

What Else are they not telling us, I thought. 

  Plans for her discharge were being presented to us, the hospital asking us if she would return to the care center or home, my Dad and I both agreed that my Mom needed to return home since that care center and their negligence only made things worse for her. 

    Upon her returning home my Dad and I took care of her with Hospice Care.  We did everything for her; from changing her adult diaper two to three times a day, giving massages, but the scary part of this process was that she refused to eat with drinking drops of water from an eye dropper since she would gag from any more. Visiting nurses we spoke to kept saying was transitioning.

  I knew what that meant even though I refused to accept it. 

     Unfortunately despite everything that was done for her, she passed away 

  We don’t have any means for a proper funeral and burial.  

 Also my Mother’s Social Security will no longer come in to to help pay for rent and home needs. 

  I’m asking for whatever help you can grant us in this very saddening and difficult time. 







Love and Blessings to all of you

Thank you so very much.







Shaun, Son Of Marry Timm

and 

Kenneth Timm, Husband Of Mary Timm