Freed finally from dementia’s cruel grip

SHE’S dying. The words were said bluntly, matter-of-factly. I felt my heart tighten, but then I shook off the feeling of fear and dread because Mum has had so many close shaves, surely this was yet another.

But Nurse Mastura, who said those fearsome words to me on Thursday, was right. My mother’s time was finally up and she passed away on Saturday, Aug 2, at 9.50am. I was there holding her hand when she breathed her last.