This week’s photo prompt is provided by Joy Pixley. Thank you Joy!
The old lady huffed and puffed but she kept climbing the stairs. She was panting by the 33rd step. She could hardly breathe but she lugged on.
A parallel set of flimsy stairs beckoned her ……
However, she continued on the solid wood stair case till the 42nd and then rested against the banisters.
The lady had been sick for some time. Medicines had failed to help her. She had been extremely distressed for a last few days.
On Tuesday, she passed the night gasping for oxygen. The physio came and gave her the regular massage, the nurse sponged her and gave her the usual pain-killers and fed her the cereal-in-milk – surprisingly she ate it without a protest almost relishing it. As she fed her the last spoonful thanking her stars that the job was over without the usual fuss, the lady slumped down.
The nurse examined her and found no pulse or heart beat.
She had finally crossed over to the ephemeral stairway peacefully.
My mother passed away on Wednesday morning. Watching her go gave me – the idea for this piece and I am sure my Mum would not mind my sharing this with you all.
Thank you Priceless Joy