- Aug 28, 2001
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Last week, my grandmother was diagnosed with lung cancer in the last stage. Relatives who are in the medical field said to us that this usually meant the patient has only 2 months left to live. It could also be up to a year. I had started a previous thread about fluids in the lungs and questioned what that meant. This was before the official diagnosis being in the last stage of her cancer.
Well I received a phone call this morning from my dad saying she was in the hospital again - that she had trouble breathing - but now she's ok and sleeping. My dad started getting choked up and was obviously struggling to speak - I had never seen/heard him cry before.
I have sort of a language barrier with my grandmother so we never really got close. I used that excuse so that I didn't have to go see her on Friday - and that I would see her another time when I feel more comfortable. Now that this has happened, I feel regretful. She's not passed yet, but I won't have many opportunities. I'm heading over to the hospital in a few while I wait for my mom to get more details of location. I'm not much of a religious person but I thought that anything from anyone couldn't hurt at this point. Being her first grandson, I really want her to make it to my wedding in September, so she can share in our joy. The hopes are dimming, and my heart is heavy. I'm 26 and have never had to deal with death before this, except for a great grandfather I barely knew. Still, I cried at his funeral before I was even a teenager. This one hits a bit closer to home. If you have any faith, please share it with us...
Well I received a phone call this morning from my dad saying she was in the hospital again - that she had trouble breathing - but now she's ok and sleeping. My dad started getting choked up and was obviously struggling to speak - I had never seen/heard him cry before.
I have sort of a language barrier with my grandmother so we never really got close. I used that excuse so that I didn't have to go see her on Friday - and that I would see her another time when I feel more comfortable. Now that this has happened, I feel regretful. She's not passed yet, but I won't have many opportunities. I'm heading over to the hospital in a few while I wait for my mom to get more details of location. I'm not much of a religious person but I thought that anything from anyone couldn't hurt at this point. Being her first grandson, I really want her to make it to my wedding in September, so she can share in our joy. The hopes are dimming, and my heart is heavy. I'm 26 and have never had to deal with death before this, except for a great grandfather I barely knew. Still, I cried at his funeral before I was even a teenager. This one hits a bit closer to home. If you have any faith, please share it with us...