the xmas I was 8 1/2 my Mom was battling both colon and ovarian cancer. Xmas eve she was finally in a regular room and not the ICU, so my dad and I spent the night in her room with her. Even though we were bothered every 15 minutes ALL NIGHT LONG by nurses it was such a lovely peaceful sleep being there w/ her.
Xmas morning they brought in 3 hospital trays of nasty slop and we happily ate it, glad to be together.
After her 9am vitals check when we were finally all alone my dad moved her IV pole and whipped open the coat closet.... stacked floor to ceiling w/ gifts.
I am 29 now and my Momma is still alive and kickin'
at 3:58 PM on Dec. 10, 2010