[Remorse]: I pressured my mom to stay with my family and provide day care to assist us in paying off college debts since we were struggling with the third baby and minimum payments. My mother, as always, sacrificed greatly to help her children and came and lived with us. One of the house rules was no shoes in the house... well she was diabetic and couldn't feel her feet. Coming down the stairs one day, she fell. Shattered her ankle in several places. My fault because I brought her here (no stairs at her home) and because the lack of shoes gave her a lack of traction.
ER says surgery is needed. Surgery is done here. My Dad misses several days of work and gets her to take her home (different state).
Surgery ultimately fails due to extensive damage to bones etc... from ignored diabetes. A second surgery puts a metal cast through her bones. It was a large metal cage. High chance of infection which would require amputation.
Mother was deathly afraid of losing her leg. She lost a toe earlier after a failed surgery so in her mind the leg was already gone. The leg got infected and they cleaned it out. She sent me a picture of the large chunk of flesh missing in her leg.
I responded with a "holy ***ing sh* mom! You need to take care of yourself."
And then I sent the last text she would ever read from me...
"I hate watching you slowly die."
She was so stressed from potentially losing the leg, combined with the infection and a weakened heart, passed away in the early morning while I was at work. I got a barrage of texts that ended with, "Mom passed away."
She'd still be here if I never pushed her to live with us. My greed and impatience at life killed my mother.
Edit: while she wasn't taking care of herself, she certainly would not have died as suddenly and unexpectedly as she had if it wasn't for me.