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My name is Audra and my mommas name is Marylou. She was a spunky, loving sister, mother, grandmother, and great grandmother and she loved her family very much. She had a rough rough road to travel with her medical issues but she just did what was asked of her and kept a smile on her face even though she was so sick. And like millions of other people she got Covid and was in ICU on a ventilator or almost a month. Since having Covid she had worse lung issues and new kidney issues which she had to go to dialysis three days a week for 4 to 5 hours at a time and was so drained that her normal life wasn’t normal anymore. During all of her in and outs of the hospital and rehabs she contacted an insurance company to have an agent come out to her house to talk about and get life/burial insurance. She was so happy that she was able to get that taken care of and I wouldn’t have to deal with any arrangements. She and I spent the month of April, 2023 in a hospital in Pensacola, FL and when they released her we made it home for all of 3 hours and I had to call an ambulance to take her back to the hospital. She was there for a week and was transferred to a rehab that she’d never been to before and she was there maybe 2 1/2 days and one of their CNAs picked her up by the front of her arms and that pressure blew the fistula that was placed so she could do the dialysis treatments. Something told me that I needed to check on my momma at 9:30p.m. and I found her laying on her bed unresponsive and with visible marks on her left arm on top of the fistula. Long story short I had her removed and taken back to the ER that night and she didn’t go back. That following Monday they placed stents to make the fistula work and did dialysis and after that 4 hr treatment she told me that she and Jesus talked and she didn’t have to do that anymore. And of course since I was over her medical things and she’d had some strokes I had to know in my heart that she knew what she was asking so we talked and I recorded just in case anyone had anything to say. So at the age of 80 and 42 days after starting hospice my sweet momma went home on May 21, 2023 at 8:11p.m. in the first home that she almost had paid off and could call hers. The next day we had to go to the funeral home to take care of anything that might have been missed and found out that the insurance that she’d gotten was no good and they were only going to send back all of the payments she made plus 10%, which was right at $1000. She still owed/owes $10,000 on her house and the funeral expenses were $9,000 and the balance is now $5,600.00. I’m trying my best to get these things paid on or off and stay super stressed because these things are added to my current bills. But all I can say to myself is if my momma had the courage and strength to let go and made it through 42 days I can just buckle down and do what I can to do the best for her. I brought momma back home one last time just like she wanted and I slept in the living room right beside her. The service was the next day and they picked her up and we all went to the church to say our cya laters. Now finding my new normal is hard because I’ve never had to live without my momma being right there day or night. I never like to ask for help but the funeral home isn’t in the business of financing their services and he’s been super patient through all of this and completely understands what happened with the insurance issue. One thing that I am thankful for is that momma never knew there was issues with that insurance she was so proud that she was able to get with her medical issues. Thank you in advance on the behalf of my momma and myself and thank you for taking the time to read our story. PalPay.me/AudraHoover68 or CashApp: $AudraEHoover