The one person who was my entire world had to be treated like shit and not cared for properly. Thrown around and forced to eat garbage of food knowing she couldn’t swallow. Fuckin why rehab centers refuse to do lines for feeding. Fucking why act like she was a some problem and to ignore our concerns and act like what we said never matter to them.

Why make her feel less of a person and make her feel sad to the point of killing herself because they knew she couldn’t eat but rather leave her to fan for herself. Toss her around causing bruises and act like it was okay.
Never gave her higher pain meds and never gave her ice packs because the doctor had to prescribe it and refused to prescribe it.

I asked for medical attention for her and the doctor at the rehab said she looked fine and refused to take her to the er until she was near death. Watching her cry and beg us to take her home but we couldn’t.
Asking if we loved her and thought we didn’t want her home when that was the only thing I wanted but she was unfortunately just too sick to make that wish come true.

Sometimes I regret calling 911 but it was an emergency from the strokes. I cried and held her hand as she looked at me with tears in her eyes and the only thing I could do was tell her that everything was going to be okay except I knew deep down it wasn’t going to be anywhere near okay. Comforting her through the pain was the hardest part knowing there wasn’t anything that my dad or I could have done to help her.

The rehab knew she had a stroke and couldn’t swallow anymore but continued to make her eat. They purified the food but that didn’t help her because rather it’s a solid or soft or even liquid she still was unable to swallow. She was unable to tell them she was in pain or if she was uncomfortable because they seemed to not care about her. They would look at her and assume she was okay because she was sleeping.

As each day passes she becomes more and more unresponsive to everything
Couldn’t talk to tell them what’s wrong
Couldn’t keep her eyes open or grip our hands hard. Her breathing got more and more shallow and agnol breathing. Unfortunately since they treated her like shit she got weaker and deathly ill to the point she has had enough and gave up.

December 7th 2022 my mom took her last breath.