In Memory of the Sweetest Mother in the World


Tammi Harvey

On October 13, 1997 (Thanksgiving Day in Canada) my mother had what we thought was a mild heart attack. While going to the hospital in the ambulance she had another heart attack, then when she got to the hospital she had a massive heart attack. They had to Air Lift her to St. Michael's Hospital in Toronto, ON Canada.

She had a very long stay in the Intensive Care Unit down there, where I must add she got the best of care! They did not expect her to live the first night down there let alone 4-5 weeks later when she was moved out of intensive care. She was moved to another floor in the hospital, and started making a lot of progress. The doctors in the Intensive Care Unit never expected her to even be able to sit up in bed let alone walk. She did all that & much more!

Because my father & I lived 2-4 hrs. away from Toronto they decided to send my mom up to the Huntsville Hospital as she was getting better. My father & I were very glad of that as we were both a little bit tired while running down to see my mom 2-3 times a week & also staying down there when possible or the doctors needed us!

My mother seem to be getting better & then problems started to arise!! Her heart kept wanting to race, so she had to be put in Intensive Care at the Huntsville Hospital. Things just kept getting worse until her heart wasn't strong enough to even keep up her blood pressure.

The day came when my dad & I were called to her bedside, & while we were in my mom's room we looked at the window, and this sweet black squirrel came over to the window & was trying to get in. My mother was a wildlife lover & I am sure this squirrel came to say goodbye to her as we did at 11:30 am on Dec. 17, 1997.

My mother was the sweetest most generous lady you would ever want to meet. She loved life & was always there for me or my brothers when we were in need of a loving hand. I used to call her or she would call me everyday.

She was my BEST FRIEND along with my SWEET MOM. It is so had to get over this grief of losing her. I know she would not want me to dwell on the past, but I don't want to let go.

One thing I have told my dad ever since the day we lost her, is that I can't wait until I am able to DREAM about her & I have yet to do that. Does anyone know why I can't dream of her. If anyone has any ideas as to how to make this loss easier please e-mail me because I find myself crying a lot & I do have a family to try & hold myself & them together.

In closing I would like to THANK-YOU for allowing individuals like me to write down some of our feelings about the loss of our loved ones. I would appreciate hearing from you over the net when my letter will be on the internet.

Tammi Harvey



You can send email to Tammi at: tammih@rogers.com
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anniversary date 12-17-97
date of post 02-07-98

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