Well, just an update for everybody, I guess it's about that time.
My grandmother had another stroke a couple weeks ago, was in the hospital for four or five days, and then we moved her to a rehab facility like...Wednesday or Thursday, I guess? Anyway, as soon as she was able to sit up they discharged her from the hospital so we moved her to that rehab center. Well, mom tells me she had another stroke at the rehab and that my aunt is displeased that they apparently didn't notice before she got there (I guess?) but she's back at the hospital again.
Let's say that I personally didn't have much hope of her living independently after she was discharged from the hospital, and now I'm thinking she's having too many strokes, too close together, to be able to recover enough. So I'm not really sure what's going to happen with her. Maybe she'll actually pull out of it, but that doesn't seem to be the case.
I miss walking around Tristan with her and my grandpa. Now I just want to carry her because she's so slow and frail.
She keeps reminding me of Max.
It's really really late.