I have had my share of sadness, but I didn’t think anything would ever compare to the death of my dear grandpa. Well I was not exactly right. This afternoon at around 3 o’clock, my nana died. It makes me sad. I love her very much. R.I.P. Nana.
My nana is taking in her last moments of life. This death is going to be hard on me due to the fact that I lived with her for almost 5 years. After Erik and I got married she has barely been able to get out of bed.
On the fourth of July she seemed to be having a really bad day. I went in to see her and she was so happy to see me. In the past she wouldn’t have cared that much. Erik soon joined me in the room and she was glad to see him.
A few days later my parents and I went to visit her again. She was not looking so well, she said her time was near. We sat there and talked with her for a while. Soon it was time to go.
Last week she went to the ER because she passed out. She was hadn’t been drinking enough. My mom and my aunt went to the ER with her and they were there most of the night. She came home and she hasn’t really left the bed ever since. My aunt, who lives with her has ordered hospice care.
On Sunday Erik and I went to go and visit her. It was hard for me not to cry, she could barely lift up her head. Seeing her like that made me want to cry and she was quoting the bible. She also has no idea what is going on anymore. She was not sure what was real and what was fake. I feel like she almost said good-bye to the two of us. Before we left she touched each of our hands almost as if to say good-bye. I don’t think I’ll ever see her in her body again. Erik promised her that he would take good care of me. Then since I was crying so hard I could hardly talk Erik turned around and said “God bless you, Nana.” I don’t give her much time.