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June 11, 1995 talk to Lori on the phone - thanked her for the wonderful baby shower and talked about her experience delivering my niece and nephew. John was messing around with Stacey in the back yard, she fell hurt her leg - Lori got off the phone to help her. 30 minutes later she called back with the full story of how the kids were messing around and yet again one got hurt we talked until about 9:30 - then I said "talk to ya later, Bye!" and she said "good bye"
June 12, 1995 5:50am the phone rings - it is my mother, Lori is not breathing my father is on the way to help- they were going to St. Clares - I said I will met you there. Somehow got dressed Adam drove - i did not know what to expect - was she dead? Was she OK?
June 13, 1995 She had been transferred to Morristown Memorial - we were waiting for her to wake up to see how much damage was done. It was Tuesday - she did not wake up and seemed to be drifting away.
June 14, 1995 The EEG shows slight activity - but it may only be artifact, it is not looking good. She has a fever it gets very high 104. She is failing and looking so still and distant.
June 15, 1995 The transplant team speaks to us, will we let her be an organ donor. YES Lori would want to help others. We all agree that if the EEG shows no improvement Friday that we would permit them to remove life support, which is breathing 100% for her at this time.
June 16, 1995 4:10pm - I sat with Lori alone and begged for her to awake. 4:30 the doctor came in to "say good bye", I watched as he cried and kissed her forehead and signed some papers and left. I returned to the room and continued to beg her to wake up and end this nightmare. What I did not understand at the time was that when her doctor came to say goodbye the paper he had signed was her death certificate. She officially died at 4:36pm. The transplant team arrived at about 1am and she was released to the funeral home on June 17, 1995.
The wake was on Fathers Day she was laid to rest on Monday. To this moment I can re-Live that week nearly moment by moment. I can tell you what socks I wore to her funeral, for some reason I can not part with them - silly I know but we all have our ways to remember.
What is also very odd is that June 16 had already been my most dreaded day of the year. The day my sister died was the 5th anniversary of my stroke - which was on Fathers Day.
This year on June 16 I will be visiting Dr. Maron at the Minneapolis Heart Institute and then taking a trip down to Mayo to visit Dr's Ommen and Dearani. I can not think of any place else I would want to be on that day!
thanks for reading my tale - AKA my therapy!
when all is said and done what I really want you all to know is that my sister Lori was a wonderful person and you all are benefiting from HER dream.
God bless Lori!!!
sincerely,
Lori's little sister, Lisa
June 11, 1995 talk to Lori on the phone - thanked her for the wonderful baby shower and talked about her experience delivering my niece and nephew. John was messing around with Stacey in the back yard, she fell hurt her leg - Lori got off the phone to help her. 30 minutes later she called back with the full story of how the kids were messing around and yet again one got hurt we talked until about 9:30 - then I said "talk to ya later, Bye!" and she said "good bye"
June 12, 1995 5:50am the phone rings - it is my mother, Lori is not breathing my father is on the way to help- they were going to St. Clares - I said I will met you there. Somehow got dressed Adam drove - i did not know what to expect - was she dead? Was she OK?
June 13, 1995 She had been transferred to Morristown Memorial - we were waiting for her to wake up to see how much damage was done. It was Tuesday - she did not wake up and seemed to be drifting away.
June 14, 1995 The EEG shows slight activity - but it may only be artifact, it is not looking good. She has a fever it gets very high 104. She is failing and looking so still and distant.
June 15, 1995 The transplant team speaks to us, will we let her be an organ donor. YES Lori would want to help others. We all agree that if the EEG shows no improvement Friday that we would permit them to remove life support, which is breathing 100% for her at this time.
June 16, 1995 4:10pm - I sat with Lori alone and begged for her to awake. 4:30 the doctor came in to "say good bye", I watched as he cried and kissed her forehead and signed some papers and left. I returned to the room and continued to beg her to wake up and end this nightmare. What I did not understand at the time was that when her doctor came to say goodbye the paper he had signed was her death certificate. She officially died at 4:36pm. The transplant team arrived at about 1am and she was released to the funeral home on June 17, 1995.
The wake was on Fathers Day she was laid to rest on Monday. To this moment I can re-Live that week nearly moment by moment. I can tell you what socks I wore to her funeral, for some reason I can not part with them - silly I know but we all have our ways to remember.
What is also very odd is that June 16 had already been my most dreaded day of the year. The day my sister died was the 5th anniversary of my stroke - which was on Fathers Day.
This year on June 16 I will be visiting Dr. Maron at the Minneapolis Heart Institute and then taking a trip down to Mayo to visit Dr's Ommen and Dearani. I can not think of any place else I would want to be on that day!
thanks for reading my tale - AKA my therapy!
when all is said and done what I really want you all to know is that my sister Lori was a wonderful person and you all are benefiting from HER dream.
God bless Lori!!!
sincerely,
Lori's little sister, Lisa
With the first and every HCMA conference that is held I bet she's watching from Heaven and cheering you on and is proud of you. God bless you.
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