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Grandmother's Passing
11 years ago
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After someone else made a journal of this nature, I decided to share this as well.
My grandmother passed away on the 16th. I got news on the morning of the 14th that she had a stroke and was in the hospital, and by noon we were told that she wasn't gonna make it. We booked a trip up to see her for the following morning and stayed there for a week. She was actually technically gone before I got there; she was breathing and her heart was beating, but only because of the life support that she was put on. She had almost no brain activity whatsoever. It was, needless to say, really hard for me to deal with. As soon as I saw her lying in that bed, knowing the machine next to her was the only thing keeping her alive, I couldn't take it. I just started bawling and had to leave the room. We went to see her again the next day to say our final goodbyes and during my time alone with her I just couldn't leave the room. I just couldn't say "goodbye" to her. She meant so much to me and it didn't entirely feel real that she was gone.
I have a lot of good memories with her and not a single bad one. She took care of me when my parents were busy. I remember her walking me to school after watching Pokemon at her house. I used to play her piano when I went over and she'd love it, even though it probably sounded terrible back then. She was someone who would accept you no matter what, and always knew how to smile. She could cheer you up, even with just her smile alone, no matter what mood you were in. We moved away when I was 7 so I didn't get to spend as much time with her as I wanted, but just the thought of going back to see her would always make me so excited. About 2 years ago she had her first stroke and hadn't been the same since then — she started having memory problems and other complications — so in a way I'm glad she finally doesn't have to deal with that anymore.. but it still hurts so much.
Seeing family was nice though. My cousins, friends of family, and I played games and had fun despite the circumstances of our seeing each other, and that really helped with coping. I'm also in better touch with one of my cousins, whom I love to see but rarely get to see. I spent time with my brother, who has been taking care of our grandparents for 2 years. I also got to see my great aunt, the twin sister of my grandmother, and though she was hurting the most out of all of us, I'm sure seeing all of us together made it easier on her. The time there was somehow pleasant, even though the reason for it definitely wasn't.
With the good and the bad, there is balance. This is one heck of a setback.. but there is balance. I'll still miss my grandmother like you wouldn't believe though.
RIP, grandmom. I love you and I'll always remember you.
July 29, 1932 - April 16, 2014
My grandmother passed away on the 16th. I got news on the morning of the 14th that she had a stroke and was in the hospital, and by noon we were told that she wasn't gonna make it. We booked a trip up to see her for the following morning and stayed there for a week. She was actually technically gone before I got there; she was breathing and her heart was beating, but only because of the life support that she was put on. She had almost no brain activity whatsoever. It was, needless to say, really hard for me to deal with. As soon as I saw her lying in that bed, knowing the machine next to her was the only thing keeping her alive, I couldn't take it. I just started bawling and had to leave the room. We went to see her again the next day to say our final goodbyes and during my time alone with her I just couldn't leave the room. I just couldn't say "goodbye" to her. She meant so much to me and it didn't entirely feel real that she was gone.
I have a lot of good memories with her and not a single bad one. She took care of me when my parents were busy. I remember her walking me to school after watching Pokemon at her house. I used to play her piano when I went over and she'd love it, even though it probably sounded terrible back then. She was someone who would accept you no matter what, and always knew how to smile. She could cheer you up, even with just her smile alone, no matter what mood you were in. We moved away when I was 7 so I didn't get to spend as much time with her as I wanted, but just the thought of going back to see her would always make me so excited. About 2 years ago she had her first stroke and hadn't been the same since then — she started having memory problems and other complications — so in a way I'm glad she finally doesn't have to deal with that anymore.. but it still hurts so much.
Seeing family was nice though. My cousins, friends of family, and I played games and had fun despite the circumstances of our seeing each other, and that really helped with coping. I'm also in better touch with one of my cousins, whom I love to see but rarely get to see. I spent time with my brother, who has been taking care of our grandparents for 2 years. I also got to see my great aunt, the twin sister of my grandmother, and though she was hurting the most out of all of us, I'm sure seeing all of us together made it easier on her. The time there was somehow pleasant, even though the reason for it definitely wasn't.
With the good and the bad, there is balance. This is one heck of a setback.. but there is balance. I'll still miss my grandmother like you wouldn't believe though.
RIP, grandmom. I love you and I'll always remember you.
July 29, 1932 - April 16, 2014
Hit me up if you want to hang out man. It's been quite a while. *hugs*