Grandma isn't doing too well

Started by Monsterlover, October 22, 2010, 03:14:01 PM

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So my grandmas probably going to die in the next few days or so. 

Her kidneys are shutting down. 

I'm here with her and she's out like a light sawing logs. I can't get her to wake up so I thought I'd sit here and write a little. 

I don't really feel all that bad about her passing. I feel more about what's to come and how my family will be. Grandpa passed a number of years ago and both my moms parents are long gone. 

She's the last of that generation in my family. 

I always had a great relationship with my grandpa, but never much of one with her. I couldn't connect. Inevitably she'd end up talking about Jesus or God or the Bible and that was always a major turn off for me. 

I am not a religious person. I am a spiritual person though. I don't believe in God.  I can't see how an almighty power created everything. Is it possible? 

Yeah. There's no way to know one way or another.  It a personal choice. 

But anyway it always kept me at a distance. I feel a little bad about that but it's been that way my entire life. It's not something I need to dwell on, it's just the way it is. 

She's definitely a good person. I have no doubt she'll find her own Heaven

I remember she always made a rockin apple pie and a plum kuchen that was out of this world. 

She grew up on a dairy farm, born in the 20's. Lived through the depression. 

Their farm was actually pretty cutting edge. Three windmills pumped water out of three wells, the cows got water automatically and there was a scraper to move maneur out of the barn- all automated. 

They'd make butter and her dad would set out on horse & buggy (sleigh in the winter) 35 miles to Erie to sell it to the rich folk. 

Pilots used their barn as a land mark to navigate by. It was a  huge T shapped barn, the only one like it around. 

Times got tough and the farm, 100 acres, house, barn and all, sold for $10,000. That was back in the 60's. The same family still owns it today. 

Sadly, though, the barn is a total loss. It's mostly fallen in on itself from disrepair and the elements.

Too bad, really. 

I remember my grandpa used to have this big back-ho. Grandma would get in the bucket and he'd put her up in the apple tree where she'd pick a load of apples for pies and what not. 

The house they lived in he built on his own and by himself. Shortly after they got married. 

Grandpa was a machinist his whole life (guess that's where I got it). Living through the depression left him with a huge distrust of banks and doctors. 

After he died, we found a 6" pipe 12" long with capped ends. It was lined with asbestos and had about $25,000 cash in it. The register indicated that it was up over $40,000 at one time!

It was a different time then. 

Anyway, enough rambling. She's on pain meds and some stuff to keep her calm. I'd say it's working. She's still sawing logs to beat the band. 

I hope it's this easy when my time comes.   
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Stella

awww....the story you shared reminds me of my grandparents.  Stashed money in what we thought were the oddest places, farm life....

I hope she passes peacefully....

My grandma (the last surviving grandparent) died a few years ago, sounds like the same way.  I was so bothered by how dry her lips were so I kept putting chapstick on them - like it made a difference.  Made me feel better anyway...

Nice that you're there with her. 

Hugs to you ML
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It is good that someone is with her.  To be there and honor her passing is something that does not happen much nowadays.

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Quote from: Little Monkey Toes on October 22, 2010, 04:30:05 PM
It is good that someone is with her.  To be there and honor her passing is something that does not happen much nowadays.

+1

I feel for you, man.  :'(

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Quote from: Little Monkey Toes on October 22, 2010, 04:30:05 PM
It is good that someone is with her.  To be there and honor her passing is something that does not happen much nowadays.

+2.  I'm sure Grandma is very proud of you Kevin.

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Quote from: Little Monkey Toes on October 22, 2010, 04:30:05 PM
It is good that someone is with her.  To be there and honor her passing is something that does not happen much nowadays.

+11ty whatever.  It's the rhythm of life, and you're in it. 
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Quote from: abby normal on October 22, 2010, 05:30:58 PM
No one should go into the dark alone.  Stay with her.  The universe will
Reward you.

I don't think of it as dark.

My ancestors were Celts. They felt death was just another phase of life leading to the next stage were you meet up with those that passed before you.

That's always been a nice thought to me so I go with that.

She's just ready to be done here. I think she made the choice to stop eating and drinking. She's ok with what's to come.

Thanks for the support, everyone :)
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 :(
This is a rough time of the year for my wife. Her dad died 13 years ago on the 21st.
Odd little things always occur like it's him reminding us he's still around in some sense though. He was a funny guy so it's nice.  :)
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"The Vincent was like a bullet that went straight; the Ducati is like the magic bullet in Dallas that went sideways and hit JFK and the Governor of Texas at the same time."--HST    **"A man who works with his hands is a laborer.  A man who works with his hands and his brain is a craftsman.  A man who works with his hands, brains, and heart is an artist."  -Louis Nizer**

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Quote from: howie on October 22, 2010, 09:27:52 PM
I'm sure Grandma is very proud of you Kevin.

Gonna have to agree.



Sorry to hear about your grandma.  I hope she's comfortable and I'm glad you're there with her. 

Monsterlover

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