I'm not sure if anyone has seen my last post about my aunt, but she passed away this morning. I got a call when it happened... and I'm disgusted by the way my aunts ex husband was treating my family (and my aunts dads family.) He was telling everyone that he was her POA, and tried to keep her awake/on IV's to treat her... But it was already too late, her liver had failed and her kidneys were on there way. The cancer had already won, it was just a matter of when she would pass. Turns out my cousin, my aunts oldest child, was her POA. My mom helped her make the decision to pull the iv's (they were making my aunts swelling worse) and to put her on medications to help her suffering.
I'm... feeling better. At first I was angry for being away... Then I couldn't stop crying. This morning I woke up numb, and I don't remember doing half the things I did. Now... I'm just... better. She's not in pain anymore. I feel cold, I can't stop shaking (not actually cold), but I'm not crying. I miss her. And I'm glad I was able to have her in my life. I mean, I could have never met her... She could have died of cancer when she was a teen. So, for that, I'm thankful. And it makes me feel better. Now, lets just hope I can make it home for the funeral so I can love my family.