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i sat with my dying grandma for an hour and a half today alone at the hospital..she was sleeping..i didn't really try to talk to her because she looked so tired, and was just wanting to sleep...so i sat and watched...looked at her shaved head, and the slit in her throat so she could breathe..her breathing was harsh, it was short and loud, like she was trying to catch her breath...but couldn't..at about 6:30, my uncle came and he went into the waiting room and i went with him to hear the full story..and how all of his siblings besides him wanted the surgery..but he didn't..which is understandably so...

yes, this is all sad and depressing, but it is what i say..what i noticed..i was there when they took the IV out..it was like a child who didn't understand what was going on..i haven't been around death that often...or really at all...i got a phone call from someone at the hospital but they didn't leave a message..that was over 30 minutes ago..i was in class..they haven't called back..but i don't have a good feeling about this..especially since no message was left, and i haven't received a phone call yet