Sunday, my 85 year old mother was riding with my Stepfather. For reasons unclear, he lost control of the vehicle, going into a ditch and hitting a culvert. Minor spinal problems for him, but for her, the impact caused a subdural hematoma that was operated on to remove a clot. Comotose, she was on a ventilator and numerous meds to keep her BP up. With damage to the left hemisphere, the prognosis was grim. She would never recover from this.
From childhood, I recall her telling me that, if a situation like this ever occurred, she said, "Slip me a 'Mickey' and drop kick me through the Golden Gates. I'll never live like that." At three o'clock this afternoon, we all took the decision to withdraw the meds that were keeping her pressure up. She passed without ever regaining consciousness.
Born on a farm, she always worked with people....first with the Community Welcome Wagon and later with New York Life Insurance. Ten years ago, after losing my father to an aneurysm, she remarried at the age of 75. She always bragged that she could sit, cross-legged on the floor and drink corn liquor out of a jug or sip the martinis with the best of them......has the best dirty jokes in town and was loved by everyone she met. I am always meeting total strangers that knew her. An amazing woman and I'll miss her forever.
She was my mom, Ankie Pontious I love you girl....rest well.
Thanks for letting me vent. 
Lazarus~
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