My grandmother was in the hospital just weeks ago, had fluids drained out of everywhere, and she was fit as a whistle, ready to go, better than she had been in a long time. Yesterday she was re-admitted for "a bit of trouble breathing", which the doctor didn't actually think was bad enough to have her admitted but she insisted. Now she's lying in the hospital with cancer spread through both her lungs, two leaking heart valves, 80% heart muscle movement loss, complete kidney failure on one side and 80 loss on the other, and she can't eat. Wha?
Also, she's mentally still 105% a-ok. On the one hand, it's something to be very thankful for. On the other hand, it's terrible to see her go through this knowing every step of the way. Grmblf.
Expect another rant about a recently-died grandmother soon, I guess. I shall now go back to feeling bad about stuff I'm actually ok about feeling bad about, instead of my usual whiny crap.
Also, she's mentally still 105% a-ok. On the one hand, it's something to be very thankful for. On the other hand, it's terrible to see her go through this knowing every step of the way. Grmblf.
Expect another rant about a recently-died grandmother soon, I guess. I shall now go back to feeling bad about stuff I'm actually ok about feeling bad about, instead of my usual whiny crap.