Apr 12, 2006 00:06
Today my aunt hid under my grandma's bed so she could eavesdrop on my other aunt. I laugh hysterically just thinking about it. I can just picture Aunt Francine trying to be ninja, laying on the floor and rolling under the bed.
I have to work tomorrow morning, and I really wish I did not.
Wanna hear the most unfair arrangement ever? Jessica gets to transfer back. I have to stay, but she can come back. She can't have her position back, or even keep her full time status, but she gets to call it quits, like the whole thing was temporary.
Grandma isn't doing too well. She won't even open her eyes now. The bump on her head is as big as my knee, she's congested all the time, and has had a fever over 102 for the past two days. Apparently a fever is one of the last signs. Her hospice nurse estimates 24-48 hours. But we'll see. Three weeks ago we thought she wouldn't make it through the weekend.
Don't get me wrong, I'm not in denial. I know she's not going to get better, and I know it's coming.
But I'm still not ready.