back in the c-bus
i just got back a bit ago. my short trip to the yo was actually pretty depressing. all i can say is it sucks seeing your grandma all gorked out on morphine and bedridden. she informed me she was getting "back on the cigarettes" because life was boring without them. my other grandma was doing much better than i expected, she was up and about and showed me the nasty scar from her pace maker. i wish i could have stayed awhile longer, i really miss my mom already. i hate to think that my grandma is dying, and i really think maybe she can get better, but when i saw her she looked so helpless like she has regressed back to infancy. i could hardly stay in the room and talk to her, she was bitching about my aunt who's been taking care of her, she told me "i wish she would just find herself a man and leave me alone" how bizarre yet funny.