RE: Hello, My Name is Jo Ann and I am a New Member of Steemit!

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Hello, My Name is Jo Ann and I am a New Member of Steemit!

in introduceyourself •  8 years ago 

You are a beautiful soul and writer. Wow. I'm at a loss for words. Thank you for sharing your story. Now I'm crying. My mom died 4/21/06 - we watched Steelers win Super Bowl from her LTAC bed in Pittsburgh. It's been 10.5 years and I'm still to angry at the healthcare system that I worked in) to put pen to paper to write a memoir. I guess I'm afraid I'll never stop crying once I revisit the 7 traumatic months of her hospitalization, during which most of it she had decision-making capacity even though she was on a vent. There were so many medical errors and ethics violations, thinking a bout it makes me want to throw up. I have to write about it to empower others to learn from my experiences and advocate for their loved ones in the hospital. Ugh, thank you. Thank you so much for sharing. It's so painful, but you wrote about it, you expressed it. I hope to follow in your footsteps soon (hopefully without drowning my electronic device with continuous tears). You're brave and admirable. Sending warm hugs and wishes for peace.

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Thank you for reading and for replying. Your response says some beautiful things. It is so hard and so frustrating at times, I know the feelings. It makes you feel so helpless and angry. Yes, the healthcare system can be good when it's good and bad when it's bad. I am so sorry for what you and your Mom went through.
Maybe your Mom is 'pulling some football strings' from above. Maybe revenge will be sweet. Maybe the Pittsburgh Steelers will make it to Super Bowl! They are looking good! I'm a fan!

OMG! I love you ... will you be my mother? At 43, I still need my Mommy, lol. I am crying again, because you care and you understand. I also love the thought of my Mother as a guardian angel. This sounds ridiculous, but I went to throw away trash down the chute in my highrise apartment building. I opened the chute door and there was a little "gold" junky metal ring sitting on the bottom frame of the chute door. It apparently did not meet its destination in the trash bins on the 1st floor. I picked it up and it has little simple cat ears. My Mom and I shared a love of cats. I felt my mom's energy and could not help but think that she was reaching out to reassure me of her energy and guidance.

I have to write the book. To do so, I have to get over my fear of exposing myself to the multiple traumas, anger, and frustrations I had while trying to protect her human worth and dignity over those 7 long months. The book is not for me, it's for others who find themselves lost in the healthcare system and powerless to protect and advocate for their loved ones. It's also for healthcare professionals who suffer from moral distress and compassion fatigue, a result from system defficiencies.

Thank you for your reply back to me. I can feel a warm and wise spirit through your words. I'm inspired and I can do this. Thank you.

Scared about the Patriots game, but we will have to wait and see!

I get those "I'M WITH YOU" moments often, so much so that I no longer dis-regard them as just coincidence. They are Signs, letting you know that you are cared for and are in good hands. They happen all the time. We just have to be 'aware' when they do. After my Mom passed, it took me 5 years to go through the funeral packet. In it was a heart . . . of wild flower seeds matted together . . . .in form of a heart. Attached instructions said to plant them in memory of your loved one and watch them bloom year after year.....Every-time it rains at my house, there is a perfect heart shaped puddle formed in my driveway! Others have commented upon seeing it .
My son created my Steemitt logo for me last week. We didn't discuss it beforehand. It is a heart. Clearly, the appearance of the necklace with the cat ears was a sign for you from your Mom. "You are not alone."