| Mar. 20th, 2006 @ 09:56 pm Glad last week is in the past |
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Current Mood:  sad
For those of you who are reading this I am sure that you have already talked to me about my ultra crappy week last week the only other people that had a way worse week was Amanda and her family. I should have known that my week was going to suck, but I digress.
First and for most we returned from our family vacation to Dubuque. The water park was nice, but more geared towards the kids. The museum was neat but four hours is a little much. Over all a great weekend. Conserned for my Grandma Mary who landed herself in the hospital on friday morning before our trip. She was admitted with dehydration and severe bladder infection. I made sure to make a trip to Wapello to see her on Thursday so just in case something would happen while we were gone I would have that one last memory stored in my brain. I have dealt with UTIs most my life not me personally, but my mom was very prone to them, at one point she had one soooo bad that she couldn't even speak nor lift her head off the pillow. I knew by looking and smelling that my Grandma had a BAD UTI. Upon arriving home we were under a severe thunderstorm warning for most of the evening which didn't help me at all...I HATE THAT KIND OF WEATHER. What I hated worse was the phone call I got at four thirty in the afternoon only being home for a hour or so I could only wonder who was calling me. It was Tomy she was upset and crying about Grandma. After I calmed her down she told me that Grandma was talking about going home and that mama had the beans cooking. She didn't know her vitals or nothing to that sort she only knew that Dad wanted us there right away. I called Amanda and we were off to the hospital. After spending several hours watching the weather and Grandma we all headed home. I am glad that I did not blow it off and say that my Dad was crazy I am glad that I went to see her. Those are probably the some of the most cherish memories that I will have of her. It amazes me how much faith she had and that she was so comfortable with her life being over on this plain of existence. I asked her if she was having a party in her room. Which was filled with reltives. She looked at me with her blue eyes and smiled I have a big party coming up. She told me who would all be here and she told me that she couldn't wait to see all the people that have gone before her. She kept telling me that Mama (My great grandma hainey) was making beans and that it was her turn the day after to make something. I know that she was preparing us for her leaving. She had her bags packed and was ready to go...all of us could only be so lucky to know that we are ready and not be forced in to leaving this life early then we want to. I knew as I left that night that I would greatly miss her. I made sure to tell her that but if she was ready then she needed to go to her party. She made me promise that I would two things for her. First Always treat others as I would like to be treated. It was a motto she live by her whole life. The second was never stop making memories, the are so important she told me. Of course I was not going to get nothing out of the deal She promised to do something when she crossed over. I know it sounds cheesy and lame, but hey that is how I was brought up. There is something beyond this not that I am ready for that at all, but I know that there is something else.
On Monday morning I awoke feeling like shit to put it mildly and my illness only progressed through out the week. Finally I went to the doctor on friday. I had a severe sinus infection and something with my throat. Lets just say I had some much gunk built up in my sinus' that it was starting to come out of my tear ducts...nice huh.
The week was a non stop hospital visit. Relatives coming in and out. I thought that Grandma was not going to make it through each night that I would get a phone call and her suffering would be done. The crazy thing is that when her doctor came to see her on Monday he told her that her vitals were good that she was fine execpt for the infection that was now spreading through her body. She told him no more antibiotics this is what she wanted to go home to God. I was almost certain that her fight was almost over thursday, but still no phone call. I had taken Tomy home with two nights in a row which is good she got to spend time with me, but more importantly she was not seating in that hospital all night. We got a early start Friday morning with Amanda calling she was crying and frantic. After calming her down so I could understand her she kept telling that her house was gone..what do you mean you house is gone. She the proceed to tell me that it burned to the ground just moments before calling me. Thank god no was home although she did lose every thing in the house and 23 pets. 3 dogs 18 puppies(10 were just born the night before) and 2 parrots. She was upset and distraught about several things. I was beside myself...what to do. I know that living in a small community sucks most the time, but my hometown out did and continues to out do themselves with help and donations for Amanda and her family.
Friday afternoon after my Dr. appt. I attempted to go back to work. Not feeling great was not helping me to say the least. I got the phone call at 7:20 Grandma Mary was gone. Her fight over.
I will remember my Grandmother as a wise lady who taught me many things in life. I promised her that is how I would remember her not her laying in a hospital bed asking for the lord to take her home. I will keep my promises to her and pass on her wisdom every chance I get for that really is her legacy. In two days time we will place her next to her parents and say our good byes. All I can say is have a great party Grandma and don't forget to kiss mom for me. |
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