I am not entirely sure that it is good news, nor can it really be classed as bad.
Yesterday the doctors and nurses were sure that my Nana was going to pass away, but she managed to pass through a bad patch and has stabilized somewhat. She is still dying. And at the moment, the drawing out, the waiting, is tough on my family. She is not comfortable, she cannot talk, she is barely aware and rarely opens her eyes. Though the nurses say she can hear us. She can’t move. And she can’t eat. She is on a morphine drip and a sedative most of the time. Maybe she is trying to hold out for Christmas?
A part of me wishes I was there, but in some ways I am glad I am not. It is not how I want to remember her. And it wouldn’t be easy for Ewan being there, sitting still with the family so upset and barely holding together. It is better that he is here, getting excited about Xmas still without really any kind of awareness of what is going on.
Something a little different. And a little more light-hearted; this is good for a laugh: http://uncyclopedia.wikia.com/wiki/New_Zealand
phoenix182
December 21, 2009 at 1:22 am
I remember, after we knew my nana was passing, telling her the news about my ex-wifes latest ploy. I don’t even remember the ploy actually, just the part where my brothers family and I told my nana.
She had stomach cancer…had it bad…and she was very old besides. It took two of us to help her out of the chair at the time. We explained what was going on, and she put her fists down on the arms of the chair, and up she popped, spry as a spring chicken.
“God Damn her,” she declared, and looked ready to kick someone’s ass. I will NEVER forget the image of that sweet, wonderful old lady, ready to go 12 rounds with whatever bitch was hurting her grandson so.
There are other memories after…of the slow decline, the forgetting, the pain…but those aren’t what I remember first when I think of my nana. No, I remember that fiesty, maternal, beautiful woman…and all the love that she possessed.
I wish you peace Nyssa…and hope that in the years to come when you think of your own family, that you can find such a moment to remember. One where their love for their beloved is as vibrant and spectacular as that image I hold.