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This weekend my youngest brother graduate. It made me feel very old, even though I've known that he was graduating for a while now. With that, also came the news of my Grandma Dunlap having pneumonia again. She had it in October, and the doctors thought that she would not make it through. She did, and was put on Hospice after coming back from the hospital. She was doing quite well over Christmas, even remembering that Alan and I were married (She's 91, and has met Alan only a handful of times. We all understand why she doesn't always remember him.) I was happy that she was doing so much better.
Today I received a call from my parents saying that the doctors and nurses were pretty sure she wouldn't make it through the day. Alan and I went over to the nursing home as soon as I was off the phone, and we sat with her for a couple of hours, along with my dad, Uncle Dave, and later Drew. My grandmother is in a coma, and is on oxygen to keep her comfortable. When I spoke with my dad at 9, there was no change.
She's not coming back from this. She's defied death so many times, it's to the point of being unnatural. I didn't realize how hard this would hit Drew, but he's really upset. I was upset and crying, but as soon as I saw him crying all my emotions went on the back burner and I had to take care of my brother. I took a quiz on facebook recently and it told me I was a protector, and I saw that today in myself. I had the urge to bring him to Indiana with us, even though I knew that it wouldn't be a good idea since he needs to work. Speaking of work, I have no idea how I'm going to work until I hear the news. I was surprised when my dad said I should go back now, since I thought he would want me to stay around. Alan has been very supportive, as usual, and I had to have him make the decision for me because I couldn't make a decision on whether to stay in Muskegon or go home to Noblesville.
I know everything will hit me soon enough, but right now it's not. I think I'm still in protector mode, wanting to help someone else.
Today I received a call from my parents saying that the doctors and nurses were pretty sure she wouldn't make it through the day. Alan and I went over to the nursing home as soon as I was off the phone, and we sat with her for a couple of hours, along with my dad, Uncle Dave, and later Drew. My grandmother is in a coma, and is on oxygen to keep her comfortable. When I spoke with my dad at 9, there was no change.
She's not coming back from this. She's defied death so many times, it's to the point of being unnatural. I didn't realize how hard this would hit Drew, but he's really upset. I was upset and crying, but as soon as I saw him crying all my emotions went on the back burner and I had to take care of my brother. I took a quiz on facebook recently and it told me I was a protector, and I saw that today in myself. I had the urge to bring him to Indiana with us, even though I knew that it wouldn't be a good idea since he needs to work. Speaking of work, I have no idea how I'm going to work until I hear the news. I was surprised when my dad said I should go back now, since I thought he would want me to stay around. Alan has been very supportive, as usual, and I had to have him make the decision for me because I couldn't make a decision on whether to stay in Muskegon or go home to Noblesville.
I know everything will hit me soon enough, but right now it's not. I think I'm still in protector mode, wanting to help someone else.