I wish I could have just taken a stand. I knew it was bound to happen any time, her diabetes had progressed to the point where she just laid in bed all day.  I wish I could could just go back in time and tell her,"mom, you really don't need to drink another bottle of coke." "mom, you really shouldn't be eating a whole bucket of chicken.". And most importantly,"mom, your eating habits are killing you and [my youngest brother] will grow up without a mom if you don't change them"