As told by her daughter, Iram.
On January 25, 2001, my world changed forever.
That morning, my mom wasn’t feeling well. She told us she was having trouble breathing. We wanted to call 9-1-1, but she preferred to wait for my dad to get home and take her to the hospital.
By the time they reached the emergency room, her condition had worsened. While my dad was filling out the ER paperwork, she suddenly lost consciousness. They rushed her inside, but it was too late. She passed away that same day.
We later found out she had suffered a sudden and fatal blood clot. It happened so quickly, without any major warning signs.
Losing my mom to a blood clot changed my life forever. Her absence has left a void that nothing can ever fill. Even though it’s been years since her passing, it still feels like it happened yesterday. I carry the weight of that day with me always.
She was full of life, adventurous, and always on the move. She loved to travel and made friends wherever she went. She was the most intelligent woman I’ve ever known, so sharp, so wise, and she had a presence that lit up every room she walked into.
Her sudden loss made me realize just how fragile life is and how critical it is to listen to your body and act fast when something feels wrong. So often, we push through discomfort or wait too long — but with blood clots, even a few minutes can make all the difference.
