It started as a UTI. (Sepsis and Urinary Tract Infections) We thought it was an MS flare up. But we didn’t know the UTI didn’t go away. That it wasn’t an MS flare up. Before we knew it, my mom was battling septic shock. She beat it once. It took her again.
My mom loved hockey, her favorite teams the Columbus Blue Jackets and Cleveland Monsters. She loved MMA. She loved Mitch Albom books, she loved country music. She loved taking her dogs for walks, driving around in the car. She loved her family, her friends. She took pride in being a single mother. She always showed up for my trainings, or she stuck around in the car. She took pride in being her parents’ daughter. She took pride in being a fighter, for everyone and everything that needed it.
Sepsis took everything from her, her ability to walk and properly talk, her ability to keep weight, and her life in the end, but it never took away that fighting spirit. Nothing ever could. From day one until the very last moment, she fought. It’s her strength, her resilience, her spirit that’ll never die. Because sepsis can’t take that away.
Source: Kendra, daughter