Mom died this morning (February 20, 2015). I was so fortunate to be able to be by her side at that moment. My flight arrived yesterday night at 10:30PM, Dave picked me up, and we drove like bats out of hell directly to the hospital. We got to there about 11:15 and I got to talk with her and tell her that we all loved her and that it was ok to go. Under best of circumstances Mom had a hard time hearing. She didn’t have her hearing aids and I don’t know if she could hear me or not. I like to think that she did, on some level.
I was watching the monitor that charted her vital signs. Everything was steady, which was understandable since the respirator was doing her breathing and the pacemaker was prompting her heart to beat.
However, as I was watching, her heart rate dropped. I asked the nurse how that could be if the pacemaker regulated her heartbeat. She said that the pacemaker will stop working if the heart doesn’t respond.
At 12:41 AM, Mom’s heart rate dropped to zero.
This was the moment Mom died.