The youngest daughter took it upon herself to help the husband make the health insurance transfer, that meant gathering paperwork from both employers, getting papers signed, copied, and emailed over as well as many phone calls to insurance advocates to ask the proper questions to make sure once the mom's current insurance ended there wouldn't be a lapse in coverage. One thing the moms employer had made sure to let them know was that because she was currently insured and losing coverage she was eligible for immediate insurance coverage effective the day her coverage was terminated. Making sure everything went smoothly was all done for the mother's sake who was constantly worried something was going to go wrong and she wasn't going to have insurance and she’d have to miss her life prolonging chemo treatments. The daughter hated seeing the worry and sadness in the mother, watching her cry was always heartbreaking. So anything she could do to help her have a little peace she was happy to do.

Facilitating the transfer was not difficult at all. The husband made it seem as if it was going to be a huge ordeal and it actually wasn't a hassle at all. Once his insurance company was aware that his wife was losing coverage from a previous employer they reiterated to the family that there would be no waiting period and she'd be covered on his insurance the day her previous coverage ended.

Once the mom heard that news from her new health insurance company her mind was put at ease. 

With the health insurance transfer completed everything once again ran smoothly. Days continued to pass and slowly but surely the moms hair started to grow back. Seeing the growth made the mom extremely happy. It wasn't so much the hair on her head growing back it was more her facial hair. She hated when she lost all her eye lashes and eye brows. Lots of fake eye lashes and eye brow stencils were purchased, but nothing looked right to their mom so she never really used them. So the day her youngest daughter helped put her in her car to take her out to lunch and noticed in the sunlight that her eyelashes were back she was ecstatic. She really was, she cried happy tears and even made her daughter take pictures of her eyes up close so she could see it for herself. Seeing the happiness in her mother that day was heart warming.

That day and the day their mom drove her car again for the first time after being sick and scared for months of hurting herself and not having the mobility to drive were very happy days for the mom. (We have video of that happy moment.) The happiness of taking back a little bit of her independence made the daughter cry with happiness. They didn't always have things to get excited about much lately and those were welcomed tears. They were days that the daughter was happy to have been a part of and will always cherish because the smile that crossed her mom's face was beautiful.

The mom and her daughters spent a lot of time together which was made easy with the husband working so much and volunteering to work weekends. It really didn't bother them much anymore because it made it easier to be there with their mom without having to pretend that everything was okay with them all.

His work schedule made it difficult to take his wife to her appointments though, but he would show up often by the end to pick her up along with snagging those coffee cups and condiments to take home. That worked out fine with everyone since they still wanted to keep their distance from him. The only time it was a problem was when one of the daughters couldn’t get out of work on a certain day and needed him to make the effort and take off work to take his wife. It didn’t happen often, but there were times the daughter's work schedules interfered with the doctors appointments.

The husband still put up a fight when asked to take off work. He said he couldn’t, that it was a busy time, or people from corporate were in town. He always had every excuse in the book as to why he couldn't miss work. He said he’d arrange for someone to take her or she could get herself an Uber. The wife said that she would be okay with taking an Uber, but was worried because she had a walker that she needed help with and it took her a long time to get in and out of the car.

That was her though, never making a fuss, always willing to do whatever caused the least trouble. She didn't want to be a burden. She was even willing to put herself in uncomfortable positions to allow her husband to feel better about not taking off work to take her to her appointments.

The fact that he didn’t have to ever really take his wife to the doctor and the time he was asked he was willingly passing her off to an Uber driver angered everyone. It was unbelievable. There was no way that her daughter was going to let her mother go with a stranger no matter how many times her mother said she was okay with it. She’d already stated she was concerned. The daughter talked to her boss and arranged to go to work early and make up the hours later if she could leave early to take her mother. The daughter's boss loved her mom and agreed that she could go early. There would be no damn Uber. The husband acted relieved when the daughter said she’d be able to take his wife. Of course he was relieved they had once again fixed a problem that he himself was unwilling to himself.

Everyone worked together to help make their mother's days as good as they could be. Her son would come over after work and on weekends to bring her food and spend time with her. He would even bring his son on occasion to see his grandmother. The grand son always came with a letter or a picture he'd drawn for his grandma. She would put it up immediately so everyone could see it.

One thing to know is that this woman loved her grand children. They all joked that she loved her grand kids more than she loved her own kids. They all joked, but it was probably the truth.

The mom loved her grand kids all the same, but she had a special bond with one of her granddaughters. (This would be the same granddaughter that the husband would later try and manipulate into keeping secrets for him, but we'll get to that later.) This granddaughter was home for the summer from college and even though she would have loved to have spent her summer hanging out with friends and going out she wanted to spend her summer with her grand mother so that's what she did.

Every morning at 3am she'd get up and go over to her house and get into bed with her. They would sleep until around 9am and then make breakfast and watch TV. They would talk throughout the day and just spend time with each other. The granddaughter would go home later in the evening once the husband would show up. This went on the whole summer until she had to go back to school in August. That would be the last summer she'd spend with her grandma and making that decision to help take care of her was the best decision she'd ever make. The bond they shared only grew that summer and the long conversations they had would be held close to her heart forever.

With everyday that passed their mother was getting sicker and sicker. Her pain was getting harder and harder to keep at bay. She began to throw up green again and ended up in the hospital more frequently. Throwing up green was not a good sign. It was what they had to deal with last year, same with the pain. Things weren't looking good at all.

The end for the mother was nearing. She knew it. She said she could feel her body changing and that it was almost her time. She constantly said she couldn't wait to no longer be in pain. That nobody knew how much she was hurting. It was as if she was ready to go. Everyone that loved her did not want to hear her talk that way. It was something that they all knew was going to happen, but the fact that it was actually happening broke their hearts.

Once again the mother found herself in the hospital. This was the time she would not leave.

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