Last one
My mom called today, which is always cause for alarm. She never calls me unless something bad has happened. But this call was expected. My grandma is unlikely to make it much longer, today will probably be her last, maybe a couple more days, but this is pretty much the end. Her mental health had been declining for a few years now, and the last year has seen her physical health deteriorate as well. A few weeks ago, she broke her leg, and the doctors said that, given her condition, if she didn’t bounce back fairly quickly, it would get bad fast. And they were right. From what I’ve heard, she’s been in a lot of pain. And since she can’t remember anything, waking up in pain and not knowing where you are or what’s going on meant that when she was lucid, she was very scared. She wasn’t eating, either, who would in that state.
My mom is going down there tomorrow, and I’ll likely head down this weekend, although no plans have been made yet.
She’s the last grandparent I have.
She was a firecracker.
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