For all intents and purposes, my grandmother is gone. My grandfather was discharged today and a friend drove Gramma to pick him up. She was getting the wheelchair out of the trunk of the car when she just collapsed. We don't know yet if it was a heart attack, stroke, she hit her head or what but when the paramedics arrived, there was no pulse. By the time she reached the hospital, they had gotten her heart restarted but they are still unsure about brain function. She has a Do Not Resuscitate order in place which my grandfather temporarily halted until we know a little more.

H is being wonderful - hugs, emotional support, etc.

And you can probably guess where I am. I should have been there. I should have stayed with her and gotten him myself but my mother told me to go north to pursue the jobs. That wheelchair was too heavy for her to manage. I didn't want to drive up today. I wanted to stay down south to make sure they were ok. $13/hour is not worth the last days or hours of my grandparents' lives.

Can I get off this ride, please?


The trouble with having an open mind is that people put things in it.

My sitch - Divorce Busted!
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