May 23, 2007 1:03 am
It was a usual Tuesday night. Getting ready for the regular work trip and we turned in early.
However, it really was not a usual night.
Last Mother's day the Empress and I visited with my Grandmother. She finally moved out of her house pushing 92 years old, she moved into an assisted living residence. When we left I had feelings about her. She told us food did not taste so good anymore and the way she looked. Her mind was still sharp as ever. In order to get into the home she had to prove she was TB free.
She told everyone she always tested positive on skin tests so they took X-Rays. Well, she did not have TB, but she had something else and at 91+ years old one can pretty much guess. They finally managed to get a CAT scan done and there was no good news coming from that.
The first call came at 11:00 pm and it was from my brother passing on the news the end seemed near. A little later he called again to say he was headed to the hospital. At 1:18 am the last call came...
I've seen dear ones go into the great beyond slowly, like walking into the water where the beach is very gradual. Shane was like this and so too my other Grandma. Slowly, bit by bit the water covers them over until they are completely out of view. However, this time it was along the beach and stepping off a drop-off. One moment there, the next gone.
However, it really was not a usual night.
Last Mother's day the Empress and I visited with my Grandmother. She finally moved out of her house pushing 92 years old, she moved into an assisted living residence. When we left I had feelings about her. She told us food did not taste so good anymore and the way she looked. Her mind was still sharp as ever. In order to get into the home she had to prove she was TB free.
She told everyone she always tested positive on skin tests so they took X-Rays. Well, she did not have TB, but she had something else and at 91+ years old one can pretty much guess. They finally managed to get a CAT scan done and there was no good news coming from that.
The first call came at 11:00 pm and it was from my brother passing on the news the end seemed near. A little later he called again to say he was headed to the hospital. At 1:18 am the last call came...
I've seen dear ones go into the great beyond slowly, like walking into the water where the beach is very gradual. Shane was like this and so too my other Grandma. Slowly, bit by bit the water covers them over until they are completely out of view. However, this time it was along the beach and stepping off a drop-off. One moment there, the next gone.
posted by Marcus Aurelius at 1:44 AM
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