Before my mom died, she went a little crazy too. A few years ago, my mom began seeing little kids, bugs or tall green jungle leaves all around her. She would talk to herself telling stories and just rubbing her body trying to get the "bugs" off her body.
It was the beginning of 2009, it was my mom, one of my nephews and me sitting in the living room. I was sitting next to my mom getting ready to talk about funeral arrangements should she pass on one day. Just right when we were getting into it, my mom reaches out her hand looking like she was pulling something in. I asked her, "mom, what are you doing?" she responds in hmong, "that child. don't you see that child?" i just looked at her and whatever she was reaching for. I just calmly said, "mom, there's no child there." my mom answers, "the child is right there! you don't see?" i gently rubbed her and said that there was nothing there. My mom sat back and acted like nothing happen. From that day on, if some one bumps her accidently, coughs or make a little noise, she would yell for me.
another story. this happened a few days before my mom died. My mom wanted to drink some apple juice. She took one sip and I pulled away. All of a sudden, she say, "muaj tsuas kuv haus has....muaj tsuas kuv haus has" (give me some too.. give me some too...)i thought it was pretty weird but i just shrugged it off. I don't remember why i was at the head of my mom's hospital bed but i was there and out of no where my mom said to me, "yog koj yuav moog tes koj has bye tsuas koj nam, os... yog koj yuav moog tes koj has bye tsuas koj nam..." (if you're going to go, say Bye to your mom...) again, i didn't think much since she does have dementia so i just shrugged it off. What's funny is that i just remembered it was the day she and I had a talk about her decision to pass on. You see, we're christians and she would ask God to make the decision for her. She would pray for him to either take her or heal her. I always thought that if she made the decision to go to God, he would take her. I never said it out loud until that day. She and I talked some more and it looked like she made the decision. Six days later, she died.