My Grandma Passed Away.

I mentioned in my last post that my grandmother had a severe stroke a few days ago.

The doctors were optimistic at first, and so was I to be honest, but our hopes weren’t enough to prevent her condition from declining. She rapidly went from being fully concious and able to move her left side a bit to being barely able to move at all. My mother told me she could barely nod her head.

Not long after, she was only being kept alive by machines and her prospects were grim. My mother and step father (she was the mother of my step dad, so she’s technically a step-grandma, I guess) decided that it was best not to prolong her life since she had no chance of resuming any amount of independence.

Grandma herself said that she didn’t want to be kept alive by machines before, which made a very hard thing easier than it would have been otherwise.

This all came as a big surprise. It was so fast and unexpected. Yes, she was old, but apart from diabetes I thought she was in pretty good health. I guess you just can’t take things like that for granted with the elderly. I feel sad and all, but it’s kind of overwhelmed by the shock of it all.

When her husband died a few years back, he had been diagnosed with colon cancer and was in and out of the hospital for quite a while before he passed. And I always thought of him as being less healthy than his wife, yet her death was so much swifter and startling than his. It’s all just so very weird.

This has been hard on my brother and sisters, especially Katelyn. Grandma died on the morning of her birthday and she had to cancel her party plans and everything. Worse yet, it wasn’t just any birthday, it was her 13th birthday. Ouch. She just became a teenager and can’t even enjoy it.

And as a weird bit of coincidence, her other Grandma on my mom’s side died the day she was born. Mom didn’t even get to go to her own mother’s funeral. I won’t be able to attend this funeral myself, as I’m out of state at college.

Life sucks.