My mother rang me. She said she had a very bad stomach and wouldn't be able to come over that day. I asked her if she was okay and should I come over to visit her and she said she was fine but to keep away as she had sickness and diarrhoea and did not want me and my little girl to catch it. I said that if she was sure she was okay then that was fine.
Later that day I phoned again and she said she was still the same. Sickness, diarrhoea and had a bad stomach ache but she could cope.
The following day I phoned and she was no better and so I suggested she called the doctor. She insisted it was just a tummy bug and that if she just drank water for twenty four hours then she would be fine.
On the third day she rang me to say that yesterday she had been in absolute agony but today she was feeling much better. For some reason she also insisted that I stay away as it was a horrible illness and she did not want me or anyone else to catch it.
I was very worried but left it at that.
My stepfather, at this time was visiting his family and friends around Newcastle, Durham, Chester-le-Street and Sunderland and he would be away until the Saturday.
I continued to phone my mother each day and she said she was feeling rather week but much better and the neighbour had been popping round and looking after her.
On the Saturday I phoned and said I was going to a dog show and had to pass her house on the way. I insisted on visiting her. She sounded okay but weak.
When I got to her house she was in her dressing gown and looked an awful grey colour to me. I said I should phone the doctor and she said no. I said I would stay with her as my step father was expected home later in the afternoon and I could keep her company until he arrived to look after her. My mum insisted that she was fine, could cope, would be okay and that I should get off to the dog show.
Well, I went to the dog show but worried all that day about her and also told my doggy friends about how worried I was and how ill she looked and how she did not want any help.
On the way home from the dog show I called at my mother's house and got no answer.
Later in the evening I got a phone call from Ted, my step father, saying that my mother was seriously ill with peritonitis and was being operated on at that moment.
I later learned that my mother had been in absolute excruciating pain on the Monday and that was when her appendix had burst open. Apparently they had burst open and then twisted back on themselves and thus stopped all the puss and muck from spreading fully around her body.
When Ted arrived home he took one look at my mother and phoned the doctor. The doctor took one look at my mum and called an ambulance!
The surgeon told my mum that she had died three times on the operating table and that she was, 'a very lucky woman'.
I went to the hospital every day to visit my mum and took my little three year old daughter with me.
Once, when we went into the ward there was a patient lying on her bed and she had lots of tubes all over her and one up her nose. My little girl said to the lady, 'why have you got that thing up your nose?' The lady replied, 'It's to make me feel better'. Larissa then asked, 'Do you feel better with it up your nose?' The lady said, 'yes' and laughed.
I cannot remember how long my mother was in hospital for but I am very grateful to the doctors and surgeons for saving her life.
Quite a long time after my mum had recovered she told me that she knew she had nearly died and that she had had this amazing experience whilst on the operating table.
She told me she had seen a tunnel and was halfway down that tunnel. At the other end and behind a kind of veil were her deceased brother Fred and his wife Nancy. Nancy had been dead a very long time but Fred had only recently passed to spirit. They kept beckoning to her to come and they told her 'it was only a few more steps'. My mother replied to them, 'i'm not ready yet'. They kept beckoning to her and kept telling her that all she needed to do was to take a few more steps. My mum kept saying that she was not ready.
Then she woke up and found herself in the hospital bed.
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