Monday, August 16, 2010

My heart is broken, my body weak, my soul is tired, and I wish things were different and we had more time.

***Edit: for some reason this was an older post, cause this was a post I wrote while my grandma was still alive.

After two weeks at the hospital, my dads family decided last night to bring my grandma home. She's really sick, and its better to have her at home, where we can alls sit around and spend time with her.
Of course making this decision was no easy choice.
It breaks my heart to see my dad's family so angry at each other, and fight over stupid decisions.
We are exhausted, they are all taking turns to stay up with her, people are coming in, and going out from my grandma's house. And its really getting everyone on their nerves as they are not sleeping at all.
It breaks my heart to see her soooo sick, and in so much pain. There is no medicine now that will make her fell any better. I wish I could just skip work, and be around the house to help them some more.
I just wish there was more I could do for all of them, and for her.

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