User blog:Dawnfeather/Grandma

My Grandma - first a tad of history of the past two years

My Mum's Mum, other than mother, father, brother, is the only relative of mine that still lives in the same state as me. My Dad grew up on the other side of the country and after travelling for a few year, met my mum and they got married and moved to where my mum grew up. So his entire family is still on the other side of the country. Mum only has one sibling, who moved interstate as soon as he had the chance, and her Dad died when I was two - I didn't know him and I don't even have much memory of him - only seeing him laying on his bed a few days before he died.

Only a few years after that, my Grandma moved into a nursing home. Not a retirement village but an actual, being carefully cared for nursing home. She had dementia. We always used to say that her mind was going downhill fast, but at least she was still actively... active? Bad choice of words. Anywho, after years and year of gradually getting higher up to care list until she had people taking her to the toliet and only a section of a building to live in, she fell down two years ago. She had broken her hip. After spending a month or so in bed, looking like death warmed up (she was seriously on the brink of death, pale, everything) mum had started to get ready for the funeral, buying music. The little accepting of her death we stilll had to do, we did then. But then she recovered.

She was never fully recovered, but she was walking. Then a year later, almost to the day, the some thing happened again. Apparently she had a minny stroke. She didn't get quite as close to death as the last time, but we were still scared for her. She broke her hip again, and I don't think she has walked since. She is in one of those chairs now. But just two days ago she had another minny stroke (they think), but she didn't fall because she was strapped into a chair. She is getting worse and worse, and... well, we are pretty sure that she is going to go this time. In a way, we are kina hoping she will. She hasn't been capacle of coherent talk for a few years now, and she is completely confused. Imagine that, not being able to think straight at all. It's really sad.

I don't know what's going to happen. She will die, either now or in the not-so-distant future, I know that, but it's just so strange to try and accept. The only person I have ever talked to who has died was a (approximately) 60 y/o man who was very funny and friendly with my bro, who is quite difficult to... 'connect' with, if you what i mean. ADD. This was a year and a half ago, which i remeber cos it was the last time i went to that new years eve party (I went on a camp instead for the most recent one). He usually went to the same party as us, but the one he did go to was very similar - the pool was just as crowded (summer here in december, peoples!), and he got pushed under, but never came up again. No one noticed for a long time because there were just so many people in the pool. So yeah...

But what would it be like for me considering it's someone i am related to? I mean, I only met that guy a few times in my life. It didn't affect me much. But I think that will - I just don't know how.

-- Dawnfeather talk! 02:09, October 18, 2009 (UTC)