After she received her last rites, the nurse came in and told us my daughter was in distress. She asked if we wanted them to do anything. I said, no just let her be. I told my daughter, “It’s ok. Mamí’s here! You can go now. I Love You! 💛 We felt that was the best thing for our daughter. As sad as it was, we couldn’t see her suffer anymore. The worst thing was when her six year old told me, “Please don’t put my mommy in the ground.” I explained to him that his mommy was no longer in her body. That she was now in heaven. That eased his mind. Everyone started to leave. Her fiancee and I were left to be with her. We talked about her and knew she was at peace. As I was ready to leave, he wanted to stay longer with her, his final goodbye. As I left her room, I received a call from the organ donation. She was an organ donor, one thing she was sure of, she wanted to be. The person on the phone asked me about skin for burn victims. I agreed as well. Went home and cried my eyes out.