My grandma's now at peace
So I got the call this morning for which I'd been waiting. My grandmother passed away in her sleep last night. Oddly, at this moment, what I'm feeling more than anything else is a sense of relief. I think I did all my grieving over the weekend while she was in the coma. And it's so good to know she's no longer suffering.
As I'd previously posted, my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer last fall. At the time we were told she'd "probably make it to Christmas but probably not until her birthday" (which is in early January). Instead she fought and hung on until last night. And, until the beginning of the month, she was even doing really well. We'd take Aidan to visit her at least once a week & she'd talk to him & bring him up in the bed with her. But then a few weeks ago the pain started to be greater than even the medication could counter. She'd even tell us not to visit because she didn't want Aidan to see her like that.
Finally, last Saturday, she slipped into unconsciousness. At that point, the hospice RN told us she probably only had another 24 hours or so. For the next two days she slipped in & out. When awake she'd laugh, smile & sometimes cry but she recognized us all and we all got a chance to say our goodbyes. After Monday afternoon she never again regained consciousness. Finally, some time last night, she passed away.
I never knew what a stubborn, fighter my grandmother could be until this illness. I guess I know where I get it from now!! And I am humbled as well as honoured to think that might be so.
Grandma, wherever you are, I love you and I'll miss you. I'll make sure Aidan remembers you and your delight in him through stories and pictures and video and whatever else it takes. Now go yell at Grandpa for leaving fingerprints on the fridge door!! I'm sure he's missed hearing that from you.
Bye Grandma.
As I'd previously posted, my grandmother was diagnosed with cancer last fall. At the time we were told she'd "probably make it to Christmas but probably not until her birthday" (which is in early January). Instead she fought and hung on until last night. And, until the beginning of the month, she was even doing really well. We'd take Aidan to visit her at least once a week & she'd talk to him & bring him up in the bed with her. But then a few weeks ago the pain started to be greater than even the medication could counter. She'd even tell us not to visit because she didn't want Aidan to see her like that.
Finally, last Saturday, she slipped into unconsciousness. At that point, the hospice RN told us she probably only had another 24 hours or so. For the next two days she slipped in & out. When awake she'd laugh, smile & sometimes cry but she recognized us all and we all got a chance to say our goodbyes. After Monday afternoon she never again regained consciousness. Finally, some time last night, she passed away.
I never knew what a stubborn, fighter my grandmother could be until this illness. I guess I know where I get it from now!! And I am humbled as well as honoured to think that might be so.
Grandma, wherever you are, I love you and I'll miss you. I'll make sure Aidan remembers you and your delight in him through stories and pictures and video and whatever else it takes. Now go yell at Grandpa for leaving fingerprints on the fridge door!! I'm sure he's missed hearing that from you.
Bye Grandma.