Feb 18, 2008 21:15
This past Friday, my grandmother went into a coma, completely still, with very shallow breathing.
Like a flash of lightning, that night at eleven, she was gone.
I was not surprised to hear she was dead. More so, I was shocked to know it was so sudden. About two years ago, she went into a similar coma for almost a week. We were convinced she was going to die, that it would finally be over, but damn, that woman was stubborn. She emerged, greatly weakened, but determined.
How were we to know that this time would be the last?
Oh well.
I need no sympathy. To be honest, we did all our mourning when my grandmother lost herself years ago. She has been a sick woman for a long time, and in a way, she died way back when she started forgetting who she was. She was more of an empty shell than a real woman. So I've cried my tears for her.
Now I'm just glad she's at rest.
Funeral arrangements are Friday-Sunday.