Waiting

There is a certain pall that is cast over life when you are waiting for something unpleasant to happen. And we are definitely waiting right now.

The Webmaster’s grandmother is dying. We received word on Tuesday that she was failing fast, and then his dad called last night to say that she wasn’t expected to live through the night. We haven’t heard anything so far, and I wouldn’t be surprised if she does hang on for a little longer. This woman has a constitution like iron – she is currently on her third hospice stint, each of which last six months or until you die, whichever comes first, so that should tell you something about how many times she’s bounced back.

But this time, there will be no bouncing back. Her last kidney has failed, and the end is near.

She is 93 years old, and has lived a long and full life. All three of her children are by her side right now. She has five grandchildren and six great-grandchildren (at last count). She is going out as peacefully as possible.

Once she does pass away, there are plans that can be made. Travel arrangements. Service plans. All the normal things that happens when someone dies. But until that happens, we wait.

And the waiting is the hardest part.

This entry was posted on Friday, November 9th, 2007 at 9:29 am and is filed under Family.
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