As soon as she made the decision, the paperwork was filed and the process was started. With family surrounding my mom, the doctors turned off the meds, gave her something to calm her down, and eventually she fell asleep. After she was comfortable, we removed the oxygen. She slowly drifted away. The whole process took approximately 5 hours. The longest / most difficult 5 hours of my life. Being able to sit with her, hold her hand, listen to her stories, record a goodbye video for my daughter, laugh with her, cry with her telling us to stop, sit quietly, and just be there, is bittersweet. I'm not sure what is worse, watching someone slowly decline over a few years, and then sitting with them while they actually go, or being in an accident and them just being gone instantly. I've never dealt with the latter.
My father in law actually passed away nine days prior to my mom, and unfortunately I did not attend his funeral, as I knew it would be one less day that I would get with my mom. I basically didn't leave the hospital that last week, and I wouldn't change it for a thing. Those last moments with her I will always cherish. I'm sure every holiday, birthday, mothers day, etc., will get easier with time, but so far they've all been firsts, and they suck. As I look forward to the birth of our next child, I'm already upset knowing that she won't be there, as she was in the delivery room for our daughter, and was definitely supportive through my labour.
To my mom, to all moms out there, thank you for being there for us, no matter how horrible we were to you at times, no matter how many bad choices we made (and I've made a ton!), no matter how many times we didn't listen, thank you, thank you, thank you! Mom, I love you and miss you!! xoxo
Mom and I, after they'd turned off the meds
Mom, at our wedding in 2011