Just touching base … we returned home late this evening from our run to Fort Worth.  Grandma is not long for this world, I am sure.  She slipped into a coma Monday evening and has not awakened since then.  We got there late Tuesday night and went to the hospice facility to spend a little time with her.  Then we returned this morning before heading home.  Her breathing is labored, and the nurses are giving her small doses of morphine to make her more comfortable when they need to move her.  Her right arm is in a cast from when they did surgery on her wrist last week and I’m sure she must be achy all over from lying in a hospital bed for going on three weeks.  So the morphine is probably a blessing to her comfort.  The sweetest nurse attended her while we were there this morning.  She came in and brushed her hair, checked her temperature …. a little later she checked her extremities (feet, hands) for mottling.  I was amazed at the gentle way she performed her duties.  When we were getting ready to leave, I thanked her — I wanted her to know that I had noticed the wonderful care she is giving to our dear grandma.  She has been a hospice nurse since 1980, and when I told her it was a real ministry, she said, “That’s exactly what I want it to be.” 

I know that we won’t see Grandma alive again.  It was very difficult to say goodbye, but she is tired and we need to let her go.  I wasn’t sure how Jami would react to all of this, as she’s never been around anyone who was about to die.  I was so happy to see her go over to Grandma’s side, take her hand and kiss it before leaving.  I’m glad that she was not afraid to do that.  I’m not sure that I would have done that when I was her age.  When I left, I kissed Grandma on the forehead and told her that if she needs someone to put shelf paper in the kitchen cabinets of her mansion in heaven, I’ll be happy to do it when I get there.  I’d like to think she heard me and that she was smiling in her heart, if not on her face.

(Years ago, she asked if I and my sister-in-law would come put new shelf paper in her kitchen cabinets … we had a wonderful day … cleaning out the cabinets, replacing the shelf paper and visiting.  I bet you a visit didn’t pass for at least 3 or 4 years that she didn’t make some comment about how nice her clean shelf papered cabinets were.  )

5 thoughts on “Grandma

  1. Death doesn’t always have to be hard.  Unfortunately it is a part of life.   It is nice to see someone die in a dignified way.  It sounds like she has a great nurse and great care.  As hard as it is to see her go you can rejoice in knowing that you will see her again, shelf paper in hand.  šŸ™‚  

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  2. I pray she goes peacefully, and not in any pain.She may very well have heard you. When I was 15, my grandmother was dying of cancer. She was in a coma, but we had been telling her we loved her. The last night she was alive, as we were leaving the hospital, she woke up and told me, “I love you, too.” She slipped back into a coma and died the next morning. She heard us.

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  3. Your grandma (and all of you!) are in my prayers. It’s so hard to let family go, but when we know into Whose arms they fly…it’s more a thing of joy, because our loss pales in sight of their joy (and His, I suppose, as we slip these surly, corrupted bonds of earth).She probably did hear you, too.*hugs*

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  4. I have been praying for your family, I’m sorry I’m just now coming by to say so.  Please keep us updated.And I was sad that I didn’t get to visit with you at Maiden’s Quest last Saturday.  I didn’t know it would be so hectic!  So I’m so glad that you stopped to say hi on Fri night, even though I would have loved to visit a bit more in depth.  Love and prayers, ~Marianna

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