Mum

October 17th last year,just another day of taking things for
granted,phone rings,mums ill,best go see how she is.
My mother (mary but everyone new her as may)had always been a strong
,independent woman ,never complaining never seemed up or down ,just a
caring soul enjoying her retirement,taking things easy.......all these
thoughts were going through my mind as i crossed the m8 motorway from
erskine to carntyne ,never thinking for a moment the emotional turmoil
i would go through ,the pain ,heartache ...'jesus why do these things
happen the way they do?'
As i opened the front door of my mum and dad's house all was quiet,I
called out "mum!","in here son" came the reply.Iopened the bedroom door
to find my mum sitting on the edge of the bed ,left hand clutching her
right arm,"what's wrong mum?"I say ,shocked at the sight before me,"I
think I've had a stroke!"says mum,just then my eldest sister ,Liz
appears,we phone an ambulance and wait.....more to follow