I still see myself at the door of my mother

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With some friend (s) bloggers we decided to write articles related to our blog on the topic of "stress." And today, I chose to talk about this terrible stress that grips us when we face illness and / or death of a loved one.
This is not a subject or joyful or current unfortunately affects many people often find themselves completely stressed by the inevitable affects them because they often think that "only happens to others" unfortunately this can happen to anyone.
When a loved one falls seriously ill after the shock that stuns we live in constant stress. -Will he (she) out? -Will he (she) die? What will become of us? The fear of losing a parent, child, our women, we often plunged into such a state of stupor and anxiety as we go about our business like automatons.
Elisabeth Kubler-Ross psychiatrist and psychologist born in Zurich, made the most of his career in the USA and is known today for his work on palliative care (end-of-life). According to her, there are five steps to overcome any mourning (physical, emotional, social, etc.)
"It is not possible, it can not happen to me, NO" (some psychologists distinguish between SHOCK and DENIAL - and therefore six steps instead of five)
"Why me, but what have I done to deserve such a thing, it is unjust" (it was during this period that often sets guilt). This is the phase where one is angry with the person who is ill or is mortt
Step Three: THE BARGAINING (it enters into negotiations and blackmail with our God, the Universe or any entity by "magic" could solve the problem IF ...)
This is the period of the memories that hurt, of questioning, of distress. It is unclear how we will overcome the loss of as much as we do not even know if one day we get to overcome it. It lasts longer or shorter period but is very difficult
Last stage of grief where we take interest in life, we start LIVING IN THE PRESENT MOMENT. Moments of sadness may still occur, but the emotional impact will be less intense and you get to move quickly back from the memories that arise
December 18, 1988, the sky fell on my head. I discovered fetal alcohol syndrome that my mother was not immortal. Yes it can make you laugh while reading this but I had not seen my mother's age and even less to reach the age of 84.
I always saw him with my childish eyes. Not for a moment I had imagined it to be sick and die less. How many of us in this case? Not bad if I think the books dealing with the subject.
No, it was not possible, I had talked to noon and everything was fine. It was probably a mistake fetal alcohol syndrome but finally how was it possible? She was fine yesterday and this afternoon, we had to spend Christmas together with my children.
And then it was necessary to realize after two other attacks she was in a coma. A while there, I was angry against doctors nurses and even my father. They did not occupied pretty much that's why she was in this state. They could do something but as she was old they did not care. How could she do this to me, a shot for which I was not prepared at all.
I still see myself at the door of my mother's room, praying praying desperately pleading: "I beg You do it so and I swear I will never quarrel me with it, I never not énerverai me with it, I'll lunch every Sunday with my parents, but I beg You save her. "
She finally came out of the coma and then I surrender hope. He had heard me, it was sure she was going out. I did not say not DYING to ward off bad luck. Pronouncing fetal alcohol syndrome the word, it would seem to me that I would get what I feared most in the world.
And everyone has settled into the routine, home with the kids, hospital, work, hospital, my parents' house to see my father and the next ditto. If it lasts, we hope. We spent between hope and despair and those already passed that include Christmas.
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