The last couple weeks I have been spending a lot time with my Grammy.
She has been diagnosed with Stage 3 cancer of some sort (I can't ever remember the kind but it's in her chest) and also T-Cell Lymphoma. It comes with a rigorous treatment plan that appears to be delaying the inevitable....but it's worth it. Having more time with her makes it worth it. At least I think it's worth it....she might argue with that assessment. She started chemo last week and has made us all promise to let her stop if she asks; I do not look forward to the day the treatments stop and the suffering begins.
(I suppose some might say the treatments are the begining of the suffering but I'm hoping for a miracle.)
It seems like yesterday I was going to my Granpa's appointments and wishing for a speedy recovery that never came; it was heartbreaking watching him suffer and suffer and suffer. When he finally died, everyone was prepared for him to go but it didn't make it any less sad. His death still effects me 5 years later. I can't imagine a Grammy-less day...
So, I'm spending as much time with her as possible for now. My mother has needed so much help getting Grammy to all her appointments, and treatments, and running all her errands with her or for her. I'm trying to be as big a help as I can and not think about how much work it all is....after all, one day well will be wishing for one more appointment or one more errand.
As I'm typing this post I'm sitting at the beauty shop with her while she gets her hair done...and I don't mind one bit.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
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I know how you feel. I've been through the same thing with my Grandpa when he was sick. Seeing him in the hospital was too much for me and that my first glimpse on him on the hospital bed made me burst out in tears. It was really sad, but I had to accept the fact. Life is like that. I still feel blessed that even for a short time, I had extraordinary moments with him. I miss him so much.
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