This past week has been a rough one for me and my kids. We drove to Alabama to visit with my Grandmother who had just recently been diagnosed with Lung Cancer. I had been told things were bad, but not really how bad they were.
When we arrived at the hospital to visit Grandma, I could not believe what I was seeing. My Grandmother was lying in the hospital bed, she looked like she had lost too much weight. As a child she was always a big woman, she did have 4 kids. It’s just what happens. After Grandpa had died, I knew she lost some wait and had trimmed down nicely. But, here she was and you could hardly see her legs under the hospital blankets.
At this point in our visit, she was still able to talk with us. The only things on her mind was who she wanted to have certain things out of her house. This conversation killed me. I told her we did not have to talk about this now, her reply was “I need to tell you why it is in my mind.” So we let her talk about anything she needed to say. Besides dividing her possessions, she told us that she “just wanted to go home.” Which the Doctors said we would be able to do the next day.
Her trip home was not a good one and at this time, I will not write about it. That story is for another day.
We had been told by her cancer Dr that it could be in just a few days that she would pass on and be with those who went before her. She had told us that her “Mommy had been chasing” her and was going to whoop her when she was caught. Not only was her Mommy chasing her, but she was also talking about seeing my Grandpa who had passed in 2000. The Dr.’s said that with her already doing this it would be a day or two before she goes.
Hospice said that she was doing well and they though she would have at least a week or so before her time would come. Little did we know that we would say good-bye so soon. She passed on 31 Dec 2009 at 5:38pm. We were not ready for this, but I am glad to have spent her final moments with her.