Jun 21, 2006 12:54
have had an odd few days, Nana has been in hospital for a few weeks, Dad said at the weekend that she seemed to be on the mend. she died at 5.15am on Monday. Dad woke me up at just gone 5.45 when the hospital called to tell him. I went with him and Nic to the hospital cos he wanted to see her, I couldn't, I cant see dead bodies. then we went on to the funeral directors and arranged everything. she had a pre-paid plan so all we had to do was arrange the time and date and the bit to put in to the paper. but yesterday they decided that she needed to have an autopsy cos they thought that she was getting better. Dad is going to collect the certificates tomorrow with Nic. My cousin Paul is a vicar and Nana asked him years ago if he would do her service, so he is ditching his parish for a few days to come down from Scotland to do her service. We are meeting up with him at his Mum's (Aunty M) house on Monday and helping M do some food for the wake that is going to be at her house.
Really cant get my head around the fact that she's gone.... that old woman was tougher than old boots. tho talking to Tina (another cousin) we reckon that where ever she has gone she's found a TV and is sat with Mrs Little her best m8 (and Tina's Nan) watching snooker or rugby and talking all over the commentary and then shouting at each other cos they cant hear what is going on!!
nana