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Margaret Mary Dolan
May 2, 1953 - November 24, 2005
 
My mother thought she had an diabetic abscess on her inner thigh. After a couple of days she went to see a doctor who gave her some antibiotics. After a couple more days she became worse, eventually collapsing on floor and was taken to the local hospital via ambulance. That was Sunday morning. Later that day she was transferred to a specialist hospital and taken immediately to ICU. On Monday she was taken for surgery and the hospital staff seemed positive. On Wednesday she was taken for a secondary surgery. My mother worked as a RN for over 30 years (right up to her death) and the surgeon that operated on her was a doctor she had worked with. He seemed very hopeful and told my father that he was willing to do more surgery if needed. After the surgery the ICU nurses and doctors were unable to lower my mothers temperature as well as the routine stuff. They even tried ice packs and an ice blanket but nothing could lower it. On Thursday evening my husband and I received a call saying that my mums blood pressure had dropped extremely low and that there was nothing else they could do for her. My mum passed away at 11.56 pm (GMT). She had fought very hard for four days but eventually her organs failed.

My mother was the kind of person who always wanted to take care of everyone else before herself, she and my father, Tommy had, had a very happy 32 years of marriage together and she had been a great mother to my older brother, John my younger sister, Kirsty and myself. She was also the best grandmother any kid could ask for to my daughter Emily. I am/was also five months pregnant when she died, she was so happy to hear that she was going to be a grandma again and I know that she is in a better place watching down on us and enjoying every minute of it.

Unfortunately I was unable to be by my mothers side when she died (all my family live in the UK and I live in the US) but I will forever hold in my heart and mind her last words to me: Before she was taken for her first surgery the nurses held the phone to her ear and I was telling her she had to be strong and fight it, I told her that I loved her, she was conscious but very quiet and I said to her did you hear what I said and she replied 'yes, you love me'. After that she drifted off to sleep and it was the last thing she ever said to me.

As well as a dedication I would like this to serve as yet another reminder of why we should all be careful with small wounds and seek immediate treatment when things don't seem right. In loving memory of a mother and grandmother who will be sorely missed.


Ashley Dolan-Baker
ARDB2003@aol.com

December 2005
 

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