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It's a hard time for my family, my grandma who turns 95 next month isn't doing very well, she seems to have given up. Has stopped eating, doesn't talk much or have an interest in anytning, and sleeps all the time;which is really nothing new. She hasn't been to good for the last couple years but has hit a low.
My uncle, one of her sons, came yesterday with a surprise. He wants to take her out of the nursing home and take her to stay with him and get Hospice care. If that is able to be done, I don't know for sure yet.
Of course there are some family feelings and issues involved which I don't want to get into, but the thought of the end being near is hard to deal with. Have always been especially close to my grandma, my brother and I are the two grandkids she was able to spend the most time with.
Her old stories are endless, and I was always able to get her started on them and she told them the same way every time. Now, I probably won't hear them again, but they will never leave me.
Not only do I hate to think about having to say goodbye, but also having to see my mother suffer through the loss. For the last several years she has done everything for her, has took a huge chunk of her life, but its never easy to lose a parent.
It might be awhile until the time comes, we never know for sure, but the walk down hill is picking up in pace.
My uncle, one of her sons, came yesterday with a surprise. He wants to take her out of the nursing home and take her to stay with him and get Hospice care. If that is able to be done, I don't know for sure yet.
Of course there are some family feelings and issues involved which I don't want to get into, but the thought of the end being near is hard to deal with. Have always been especially close to my grandma, my brother and I are the two grandkids she was able to spend the most time with.
Her old stories are endless, and I was always able to get her started on them and she told them the same way every time. Now, I probably won't hear them again, but they will never leave me.
Not only do I hate to think about having to say goodbye, but also having to see my mother suffer through the loss. For the last several years she has done everything for her, has took a huge chunk of her life, but its never easy to lose a parent.
It might be awhile until the time comes, we never know for sure, but the walk down hill is picking up in pace.