<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6436584391857954632</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:04:27.157-08:00</updated><category term='moms and daughters'/><category term='grief'/><category term='death'/><title type='text'>Moms-Daughters and Pink</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the story of hospitals, information, family and grief.  I am hoping it may help those who are going through or have gone through a similar situation.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11241001858627619627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PYNKXh-3Uyo/SIU8MZSXhFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_LF3DIJBcMI/S220/The+Girls.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6436584391857954632.post-2445127066840276201</id><published>2008-07-23T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T06:59:22.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is anybody listening?</title><summary type='text'>My brother was there by seven. I had spent the night with my mom in the ER saying she could not handle the pain for another 24 hours, moaning, sighing, and me not knowing what the hell to do...and doctors coming in very sporadically. They gave her morphine though she told them morphine has never affected the pain for her. Finally they gave her something that made her sleep but it was impossible </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/feeds/2445127066840276201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6436584391857954632&amp;postID=2445127066840276201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default/2445127066840276201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default/2445127066840276201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/2008/07/is-anybody-listening.html' title='Is anybody listening?'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11241001858627619627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PYNKXh-3Uyo/SIU8MZSXhFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_LF3DIJBcMI/S220/The+Girls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6436584391857954632.post-9133571830708377897</id><published>2008-07-22T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:06:18.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The first 24 hours</title><summary type='text'>My mom and I had bought a house together in April and on the last weekend of September she went back to Vermont to visit with her friends. I daresay that weekend made her the happiest she had been since moving in with me. She was homesick for Vermont where she had lived for most of her 69 years. She came back happy and exhausted on a Sunday. On Monday she called and told me to come right home </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/feeds/9133571830708377897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6436584391857954632&amp;postID=9133571830708377897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default/9133571830708377897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default/9133571830708377897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-24-hours.html' title='The first 24 hours'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11241001858627619627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PYNKXh-3Uyo/SIU8MZSXhFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_LF3DIJBcMI/S220/The+Girls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6436584391857954632.post-1029662895590711648</id><published>2008-07-21T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T08:03:12.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moms and daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grief'/><title type='text'>I miss my mom</title><summary type='text'>Well, this is my first post on my first ever blog. I am a teacher who has decided not to work this summer. I am a mother who has put her daughter in camp four days a week so as not to be too disturbed. I am a daughter who is in the six month of grieving for a mom who left me just at the beginning of a new adventure for us. I am writing this blog because I need to write about it to make it all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/feeds/1029662895590711648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6436584391857954632&amp;postID=1029662895590711648' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default/1029662895590711648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6436584391857954632/posts/default/1029662895590711648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://moms-daughtersandpink.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-miss-my-mom.html' title='I miss my mom'/><author><name>J</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11241001858627619627</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PYNKXh-3Uyo/SIU8MZSXhFI/AAAAAAAAAAM/_LF3DIJBcMI/S220/The+Girls.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
