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And... she's gone
11 years ago
That title was part of a tweet that I sent out Thursday night, a few hours after arriving at MFF. It all started with a text message that I received from my mom at 3:09 PM:
Fyi dad headed to dodge city. Grandma passed out & heart stopped. He's not sure what's going on. Will let you know as soon as I do. Love you!
This was not a great message to receive, especially since we had only learned a few weeks earlier that she has lung cancer. Still, I hoped for the best. After getting my stuff unloaded from my friend's car and into the hotel room, I received 2 more text messages at 5:34 PM:
Grandma's not well. She's on a ventilator & very low blood pressure. She's not conscious. Dad & linda waiting on greg & steve to get there to make a decision. She's pretty tough. Will keep you posted. Sorry guys it's such sad news.
(Note: Linda is my aunt, Steve & Greg are my uncles.)
At this point, I felt it was necessary to call my mom and try to find out more information. Tears were running at this point, although lightly. The news was not good. My mom asked how I would like to kept informed on further information, with which I responded via phone call. At just a little after 7 PM, I got a call from mom, but couldn't answer it in time, so I called her back. All I heard were tears followed with "Grandma's gone." The tears came and didn't stop for at least 30 minutes to an hour. After getting a moment of calm before tearing up again, I sent out the following Twitter message to let my friends know:
And... she's gone. Goodbye grandma. I'll miss you.
Friday came and I found out that the funeral was Monday @ 2 PM back in Kansas, which then caused me to panic as the con would have to be cut short not just for me, but for my friend that I rode with. I was now having to make a decision on whether to go home for the funeral and cut the con short or not. Needless to say, it was stressing me out. Later on Friday, I got a call from my dad, who told me to just enjoy the con and not worry about coming home, as everyone understood that I was away being with friends. At this time, I did speak to my dad and asked about what happened, since he was there.
The simple version is that my grandma was (I believe) in the bathroom, when she yelled out and fell to the floor. The caregiver that was there called 911 and she was rushed to the nearest hospital (30 miles). According to dad, they had difficulty bringing her back to life and when they did, she was put on a ventilator. They wanted to wait until everyone could get there to make a decision. My dad even mentioned they ran a CAT scan and found very little brain activity. After everyone arrived, they pulled the ventilator and about 30 minutes later, she passed away. She was 79.
As for the cause, no idea. It's possible it could have been a heart attack or stroke or maybe something related to the cancer. It's hard to say exactly. I will say that despite being (and still) shaken up over everything, I have to personally thank all my friends that came up to me when I saw them and gave me a hug. You people alone helped turn my weekend around. So I thank all of you. <3
Fyi dad headed to dodge city. Grandma passed out & heart stopped. He's not sure what's going on. Will let you know as soon as I do. Love you!
This was not a great message to receive, especially since we had only learned a few weeks earlier that she has lung cancer. Still, I hoped for the best. After getting my stuff unloaded from my friend's car and into the hotel room, I received 2 more text messages at 5:34 PM:
Grandma's not well. She's on a ventilator & very low blood pressure. She's not conscious. Dad & linda waiting on greg & steve to get there to make a decision. She's pretty tough. Will keep you posted. Sorry guys it's such sad news.
(Note: Linda is my aunt, Steve & Greg are my uncles.)
At this point, I felt it was necessary to call my mom and try to find out more information. Tears were running at this point, although lightly. The news was not good. My mom asked how I would like to kept informed on further information, with which I responded via phone call. At just a little after 7 PM, I got a call from mom, but couldn't answer it in time, so I called her back. All I heard were tears followed with "Grandma's gone." The tears came and didn't stop for at least 30 minutes to an hour. After getting a moment of calm before tearing up again, I sent out the following Twitter message to let my friends know:
And... she's gone. Goodbye grandma. I'll miss you.
Friday came and I found out that the funeral was Monday @ 2 PM back in Kansas, which then caused me to panic as the con would have to be cut short not just for me, but for my friend that I rode with. I was now having to make a decision on whether to go home for the funeral and cut the con short or not. Needless to say, it was stressing me out. Later on Friday, I got a call from my dad, who told me to just enjoy the con and not worry about coming home, as everyone understood that I was away being with friends. At this time, I did speak to my dad and asked about what happened, since he was there.
The simple version is that my grandma was (I believe) in the bathroom, when she yelled out and fell to the floor. The caregiver that was there called 911 and she was rushed to the nearest hospital (30 miles). According to dad, they had difficulty bringing her back to life and when they did, she was put on a ventilator. They wanted to wait until everyone could get there to make a decision. My dad even mentioned they ran a CAT scan and found very little brain activity. After everyone arrived, they pulled the ventilator and about 30 minutes later, she passed away. She was 79.
As for the cause, no idea. It's possible it could have been a heart attack or stroke or maybe something related to the cancer. It's hard to say exactly. I will say that despite being (and still) shaken up over everything, I have to personally thank all my friends that came up to me when I saw them and gave me a hug. You people alone helped turn my weekend around. So I thank all of you. <3
P.S She was 74. I hope that you continue to be strong. I'm so sorry for your loss. You have my condolences.