.Lightning.strikes.the.same.place.twice.
And yet another tragic tale of heart break and sorrow to add to my book of life.
As she lays grasping for breath, surrounded by us all, her life is coming to an end, and I can do nothing but helplessly sit next to her bed, telling her that she's strong, and that I love her, more than she could ever imagine.
My grandmother suffered a massive stroke and a heart attack on November 1st. She has been deteriorating since. My family decided to remove her from life support, and she kept kicking, she's still alive as we speak, but her time is coming soon.
I hadn't seen her for a month prior because i was so busy trying to keep up with school. I can't believe the last time I saw her and gave her a hug good bye was the last time that I would ever be able to tell her that i love her.
Her stroke left her with the left side of the brain completely swollen, and unable to move the right side of her body, nor is she able to talk.
The doctor said that in the event that she did survive, she would be a vegetable, and unable to respond to us.
Unfortunately for him, I have a love/hate relationship with doctors. I never believe them.
My grandmother woke up, and although she couldn't speak, she recognized my sister and i, and shed a tear as we kissed her cheeks. She pursed her lips and squeezed our hands.
my god, I didn't know this was going to happen so soon. I feel so lost, I don't know which way to turn.
and the most tragic part of this is that she stopped taking all of her medication, saying that she wanted to be with my grandfather again.
I need her, she's the core of our family. The permanent address for all of the grandchildren that have struggled to find a place to belong.
Grandma, I hope that whatever happens to you, you know how much I love you.
Time to go back to the hospital.