Join Date: Sep 2009
Location: Port Orchard Washington State
My trainer lost her mother yesterday morning.
My poor trainer lost her mom yesterday at 12:30am midnight from to stage 4 pancreatic cancer. She texted me right away "I just thought I'd let you know. Mom passed away at 12:30 in her sleep. Please call when you can." I got the text at 10am and called her. She said she was doing ok, a few of the barn family was over helping out and she'd like me to be there as well.
This wasn't a huge suprise but the end did come as a bit of a shock. We were told 6 months 2 months ago only to be told last week to make her comfortable and get her things in order as quickly as possible. The grieving had been going on for a few months as she deteriorated and our barn family being as close as we are have been following the progress and helping the family out as much as possible. This was a quick painless release though which is what everyone was hoping for. She was on so many meds she wasn't mentally there anymore and on Wednesday was transported for 24 hour care in a hospice home. She passed away Thursday morning.
My trainer has been amazing through all of this. She continues to teach lessons, train, and while her mother was still at home and some what lucid, she would run back and forth from the barn to the house and help with whatever she needed. Her father was so busy getting her things in order the boarders in the upper barn took over chores and told him to settle down and do what he needed to do and not to worry because both upper barns are covered.
We all pitched in with the lower barn, cleaning stalls and water buckets and a few of us after wards went up to her house to help organize her mothers belongings and box them up for storage. She didn't want a funeral but she wanted a celebration of life so for the first Pinto Show of the year we're requesting a mention of Vicki's mother since she was well known in the pinto show circuit.
RIP Ethel Lindgren you were greatly loved and will be dearly missed.
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