About a month ago, my grandma went to the hospital for hypoxia. Once there, they realized she had pneumonia and ended up pumping a couple of liters of stuff out of her lungs. They also discovered that she had a cardiac mass in her left atrium- can you tell that I was paying attention to the nurses talkin to eachother? They werent sure if it was cancerous or not, but the internist said she has a life expectency of 3 months to a year... Scary stuff when he says 3 months. She was in diapers, was having accidents, and coulnt walk....
A few days later she was transferred to a rehab center and things were looking up. She was able to get around in her wheel chair and walker, could go to the bathroom herself, was put back on a normal diet.... I'm never fully clear with whats going on though. Theyre keeping my granma in the dark about everything. I'm afraid to ask my mother, uncle, and aunts because I dont want to upset them. I have to ask my dad- who's only home on weekends. A couple of weeks ago, the biopsy of the mass came back inconclusive. But when I last asked my dad and brother what was up, they said its cancerous afterall..
She has had someone with her from open to close- whether its my aunts, uncle or my mom. My mom is ALWAYS there. Seriously. It's either work, rehab, or bed for her these days. I cant even remember the last time I saw her outside of the rehab. My mom is a worry wart and its taking a toll on her. She didnt eat right to begin with- like some days shed have a bowl of chips for dinner- but now its worse. She's not getting any sleep. Its a concern to us all. She just brushes it off.... I understand that its her mother and she wants to be there with her as much as possible but at the same time she has to take care of herself so we can have her for as long as we can- is that selfish? I know too many people my age with deceased parents and it scares the crap out of me.
Its not fair to Jacob, her only grandson, that the only place he can see his grandmother is in a rehab facility. Its not a place for a baby. It's just not.
So I called my mother and told her this. My dad took the phone and said she was crying. I didnt mean to make her cry. I was just trying to make her understand that we need her too. Everyone keeps telling her that she needs to go home and get her rest, but she never listens. So she's got to listen to the grandchild argument, right? Yeah... I dont think she fully understands. My dad said she does, but I'm pretty sure we wont see my mother for a long time from now outside of the rehab center....
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