Chapter 24

Last week on Wednesday, my aunt went into cardiac arrest. This was a shock because a) she had doctors checking up on her a lot more and b) no one was expecting it, she's healthy. Luckily, she was already at the hospital because of her chemo and an ER doctor was passing by. My cousin says he was a guardian angel.

Two doctors were performing CPR on her for 45 minutes, which I later found out was a long time. Doctors usually stopped around 20 minutes. But for some reason, they kept going. It was for the best. They got her alive and to the ER, hooked up to a million machines and put her into a coma to keep her alive and stable.

There was so much hope for her because she was doing so well. They found some blood clots in her lungs, so they gave her some kind of medicine to break it down and make the blood run thinner. It did that to an extent. The medicine made about three blood clots go to her brain. Now there's a huge one in her frontal lobe and about half of her frontal lobe is liquid.

Even if she did wake up, she wouldn't be able to eat or do other simple tasks. She wouldn't be happy. So they took her off the medicine that's keeping her in the coma and everyone's waiting to see if she wakes up or if she dies.

We're already talking about her in past tense, as if she was dead. But she basically is. My mom went to her house looking for her will, which she didn't find, and anything else that would have been useful for the doctors and figuring out who gets what. Mom also found her diary, which held one entry. It was the day that we shaved her head, and it was a tragic day. She was a beautiful writer, though. The type of writer I hope that I turn out like.

Diane is basically dead. When we went to the hospital on Thursday, she had so many machines hooked up to her and she was only 33 degrees Celsius. I held her hand and tried not to cry while everyone else was talking about where she was at heath wise. It was just so hard to have to witness something like that. Death. It's everywhere. You can't hide from it. Nobody should have to go through it and I wish I could hide it from my kids, but I couldn't do it.

Anyways, I think that's it. I'm way too sad to talk about anything else and I just want to escape reality by playing Sims.

Love always,

Maddy