Cocaine
Active Member
Cocain, the story of your mom is so similar to my own mom's story I can't believe it. My mom died a little over a year ago. She spent the better part of her life on hard drugs and alcohol. Towards the end she was off the hard drugs and alcohol but still couldn't shake the presription pain killers. She simply abused her body too hard for too long. Her heart gave out at the age of 49. I wish I could could give you some good advice on how to deal with not being able to say goodbye, but I'm going through the same thing. Our relationship had been strained for about 20 years and we hardly spoke. She lived in Ely, Nevada which made the no contact thing pretty easy. The last time I spoke to her was about 3 months before her death and it was a horrible conversation. I called her up and was yelling at her because she had just told my youngest sister she was in so much pain that she was going to kill herself right after my sister's wedding (my sister was to be married in about a week at that time). It was an ugly, ugly conversation. We didn't even speak at my sister's wedding the following week.
A few months later she called my cell phone about 5 or 6 times in a few day span leaving voicemails each time stating how sorry she was, how much she loved me, and how she just wanted to be able to talk to me again. Each and every time she called, I'd send it straight to voicemail. About 1 week after those phone calls, she was found dead in her living room sitting in her recliner. My relationship with my mother was always horrible, but for the rest of my life I will regret not picking up that phone.
My mother was 49 as well, 50 on April 4th. I have ignored my mom's calls many times before as well. Your story is eerily similar. I relate in so many ways.
My dad just called me to give me an update, and this day has gotten a bit worse.
My wife and I found her face-down in a pile of puke and blood, her bowels had released, etc. Not going to sugar coat it. I guess because of dying face-down, all of the blood pooled on her front-side once the heart stopped beating, and then dried. Apparently she is black in skin-tone now, and there will not be a viewing nor an open casket. We are going to see her in about an hour and a half. I will most likely force/coax my wife into seeing her, because all my wife sees in her head the past few days is what my mom looked like when we found her..and she looked like she was in pain.
As most people, you're never prepared when someone dies. My mom had been talking about taking out of a life-insurance policy for the past little while, but never did. We are working on opening an account for donations and will be posting an obituary soon. I will keep you updated, for anyone that is interested.