Death Watch Part 2

So once again I am sitting at my mother’s bedside as she slowly but progressively declines.

I had booked this time off around the public holiday before Christmas, well before we knew she would hit these roadblocks. At that time it seemed she would go on for a lot longer, however one small medical issue last week has catapulted us into the land of palliative care.

Death watch in the time of COVID

Death watch: not the beetle or the Mandalorians but much more literal, I am sitting with my mother in the hospital, waiting for her to die.

In truth, she has been gone for several years, her brain riddled with the plaques that cause dementia, her body reduced to a hollow shell of its former self and her mind slowly getting more and more lost in that dark space between reality and dementia induced madness.