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I guess it was like two an half years ago when I first thought my grandmother was going to die, so I've kind of accepted it. The doctors said she had a couple weeks left, and I don't even remember what they thought was wrong with her back then but they were wrong, because she bounced back. This year she was diagnosed with cancer. She was still going to work everyday until a couple weeks ago, and she's freakin 91 years old. Anyway, while its taken her a long time to progress to this level, she has really gone down hill since Wednesday. My mom's hospice friend said yesterday morning that she would give her maybe a few hours to a day left, but knowing Nanny and how she has been in the past, it would probably be a little longer. She won't make it through the weekend though apparently. And thats good I think. She hasn't eaten or had anything to drink in days, and in the last two months she has thrown up almost anything that she did get down. She is sorta in a coma now. She doesn't talk anymore, except I think I heard her say "oh god" this morning. She just moans and cries. She did open her eyes this morning when I went in her room, but I don't know if she recognized me or not.
Overall, its pretty depressing. My Aunt Rocky, who should be having a great time getting ready to welcome her first grandchild into the world, has been doing EVERYTHING for Nanny with the help of my mom. My other two aunts have done close to nothing, and my dad hasn't helped much either except cut her rings off yesterday since her hands were so swelled up. I just think its recockulous that I've been over there almost everyday and my grandmother's actual children, except for Rocky, have been doing nothing. I hope everybody comes to see her today. She has sooo many grandchildren and great grandchildren, and yet nobody is coming out to her house to say good bye.
I hope I don't have to go to a funeral on my birthday
Overall, its pretty depressing. My Aunt Rocky, who should be having a great time getting ready to welcome her first grandchild into the world, has been doing EVERYTHING for Nanny with the help of my mom. My other two aunts have done close to nothing, and my dad hasn't helped much either except cut her rings off yesterday since her hands were so swelled up. I just think its recockulous that I've been over there almost everyday and my grandmother's actual children, except for Rocky, have been doing nothing. I hope everybody comes to see her today. She has sooo many grandchildren and great grandchildren, and yet nobody is coming out to her house to say good bye.
I hope I don't have to go to a funeral on my birthday