My grandmother had a nasty fall last week. It highlighted some serious health issues which were not known. And she's my last grandparent. I'm typing this in the hospital. My mom and I have been spending our nights/mornings here.
I might be flying back to Texas tomorrow night. Poor Bren has been taking care of Jade solo for the last week. The picture by the way is from my gram's house and her pink roses.
Of course one thing I noticed with all this is how people dedicate time to how much to go on. Seriously, I love my grandma lots. But the way she's hooked up, I just want her to pass on. It's painful watching someone with so many wires and tubes. It's the dark side of technology - having so many devices dedicated to save lives, but in the case of my 86 year old grandma, it's prolonging the pain and dragging on her last chapter. I wish I could let her move on with a thought. But standard operating procedures keep holding her back.
