for remembering, is admitting that we have forgotten. And we....we shall never forget.
i had just let go of her hand and turned to sob into my fathers shoulder, then turned just in time to watch her flat line.... I love you Grandmom... So much...
I got a call in the 5 o'clock hour that my grandmother was slipping away in the hospital, that at 1am this morning she suffered cardiac arrest..... then they found internal bleeding..... i was with her and watched in horror and pain as she lay, non responsive by the time i got there, quickly slipping deeper into the realm of eternal slumber. As i slowly slid my hand out of hers to turn and sob into my fathers arms, something that i cannot remember since the last time there was a death in my family, i heard my aunt choke slightly on words as she was on the phone, then i turned and realized why.... The line that shall haunt me from her for a while to come:
"You can consider this the call."
I looked up and watched in terror asshe flat lined and everything went dead silent around us, the only sound that of the machines signaling that something was wrong - but the doctors knew better, they came in and slowly took the machines away, turning them off, and slowly removing every tube and wire from her body...
it was then i left and almost colapsed.....my ankle already wounded and wrapped up and in a brace. the nurses attempted to raise my blood sugar, but i can keep non down and my stomach rejects even water....
15 people, 18 months and 27 days.
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