it's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah
Things with my grandma have been up and down. Last week I found out they found cancer spots on her skin again and she was refusing chemo for it...I couldn't stop crying for days. I could just be sitting on my bed looking at the sheets and burst into tears without a thought in my head. So I spent the weekend cleaning, like I always do when I'm upset, and watching trashy Lifetime movies. I probably saw five from start to finish the whole weekend...some were laughable and others were actually enjoyable. It took my mind off the emotional stuff for a few days.
Monday she went to see the doctor and he told her she had to see a plastic surgeon as soon as possible to operate on the melanoma on her face. He said it was shallow so the operation should take care of the problem. But she's so upset about having her face cut on again and I can't blame her. She's going through so much right now and I hate that I can't be there for her. It's times like these when I resent being here. But I know I need to be. It's just...so hard. Things are improving though...the prognosis is looking good even if the getting there sucks.
Monday she went to see the doctor and he told her she had to see a plastic surgeon as soon as possible to operate on the melanoma on her face. He said it was shallow so the operation should take care of the problem. But she's so upset about having her face cut on again and I can't blame her. She's going through so much right now and I hate that I can't be there for her. It's times like these when I resent being here. But I know I need to be. It's just...so hard. Things are improving though...the prognosis is looking good even if the getting there sucks.