MEMORIES OF MINNIE

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Carrie Minnie Johnston (née Wright) died Saturday November 9, 2002.  Her last words were, “I don’t feel so good.”  She said them just before she collapsed at home in the hallway outside the bathroom.

Although her first name was Carrie, everyone called her Minnie.  I don’t know why.  My sister never knew Ma’s first name was Carrie until visiting Ma in the hospital in June, 2002.  My sister asked patient inquiry the room for a Minnie Johnston, and they told her they only had a Carrie M. Johnston.

In June, 2002, Ma had a hysterectomy to stop her ovarian cancer.  She was 79 years old.  When her doctor told her that they could get the ovarian cancer by giving her a hysterectomy she said, “That’s too bad.  I was thinking about having four more children.”

In July, 2002, Ma complained to her doctor that she still had back pain.  She said that there was something wrong.  Her doctor dismissed her concern saying that the pain was from the hysterectomy.

In August, 2002, the pain was worse.  Her doctor said that it was still from her operation in June.

In September, 2002, her doctor finally sent her for tests.  The pain was worse.  The tests found nothing.

In October, 2002, she went for more tests and they, too, found nothing.  The pain kept getting worse.

A week before she died in November, she went for more tests.  At her funeral visitation, her doctor said, “Your mother’s tests showed a massive tumor on her spine.  It was a blessing she died because the intensive chemotherapy would have caused her a lot of suffering.”

Ma had told her doctor that there was something wrong in July, but he did not find the problem until after she died in November.  Good work, Doc.

Ma always bought Super 7 lottery tickets for every Friday’s draw.  She would watch the newscast Friday night, and write down the winning numbers.  I have the paper Ma wrote on from Friday November 8th.  The numbers are legible, but you can tell that she was in a lot of pain when she wrote them down.  Little did Ma know that she would win the biggest lottery on Saturday November 9th.

I miss you, Ma.

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About Gary Johnston

I am an imaginary number -- a symbol used to count and measure. As Senior Imaginary Number at Einstein Equations Incorporated, I facilitate the calculation of the impossible.

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