Wednesday, May 5, 2010
if you had a crystal ball - would you use it?
The doctors are saying that my nan is not going to be released. They say she is going to be moved to palitive care (spelling?). Supposedly she is terminal & not going to even get well enough to go home. I saw her today. She was sleeping when I got there. Me & my cousin kinda stood there waiting. She looked better than we expected. She looked better than she did last Friday. That was a bit of relief. The nurse came in and gave us an update : she hasn't eaten all day & her sugar has gone down to 3 (my nan has very high sugar). She woke her up & told her to eat. We got her to eat 2 grapes but then she stopped she said it hurt. She doesn't want to eat because it hurts to keep it down. Then she just stared. Stared like we weren't even in the room. Stared like she was at home looking out the window at the lake. When she finally did notice we were in the room, she looked at us as if we were strangers. Like she had never seen us before in her life. Like we were random nurses coming in to give her new medicine or take her for tests. We all just stared at each other. Her waiting for us to say what we wanted. Us waiting for her to recognize us or react in some way. Then she smiled. I don't think she knew what else to do. I took that smile and ran with it. Giving her a picture my eldest coloured, and giving her some fresh liliacs cut from our garden. As soon as she saw them her whole personality changed. "Oh they've bloomed" she cried out. I took them over & held them under her nose. She took a deep breath in. "Beautiful. So beautiful" closing her eyes she took another deep breath in. I'm glad I took them. It was nice to see her genuinely happy, even if it was for only a minute. The rest of the visit was mostly spent with her sleeping & us sitting there. She would wake up every so often, & stare & go back to sleep. The cancer medicine they've got her on is pretty hardcore. I don't know if I want to know what the story is. If the doctors know she is going to die, I think I wish they would keep it to themselves. I am choosing not to believe them anyways. They don't know my nan. She's one heck of a fighter. I think she's got more left in her.
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