I just want to warn you folks, this one touches on some pretty personal stuff. I don’t really know how to get it out there any other way.
My grandmother is dying. She had something up with her gall bladder and went to the hospital. They did one procedure to get things working again and sent her home. I knew it wasn’t good but I didn’t completely understand the impact of the situation until my dad told me. It took me back a little, I didn’t know exactly what to do.
We’re in Maine this weekend and I’m noticing all sorts of changes. She gets tired very easily and forgets things easily. She repeats comments after a few minutes. She sleeps later and seems to be comfortable so it’s not all bad. When she’s uncomfortable, she will adjust herself or ask for something to be adjusted. It’s nothing I want to think about too much but it’s also difficult to avoid.
My dad keeps saying it’s important to make sure she’s happy and comfortable. So we’ll keep plugging along. As long as she’s happy, we can all be happy, too.
I think I’ll go work on something more exciting now. Maybe another post coming soon.