Pingu
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2 days ago, I got home from work to find my Grandma standing in the kitchen doing nothing (usually when this happens, it means something bad has occurred).
After she asked me how work was, she very quickly cut to the chase, She told me my Nan had been admitted to hospital with pneumonia, the tone of her voice gave it away. I cut her off and said I know what's coming. My Nan had passed away.
My mum had told my family not to post anything on Facebook or say anything until I had made it home from work. When I rang mum to see how she was coping, she gave me the insight into the events that had unfolded over the course of 18 hours.
Tuesday night, mum received a call from the nursing home to say that Nan had been admitted to hospital. By mid morning Wednesday, she received another one to say that you need to come in and say your goodbyes (unfortunately I was working and wouldn't made it to the hospital in time). At 1pm, that was it. Mum said that my nan had two wishes: to make it past 80 and to die in her sleep. The hospital were kind enough to give one of those wishes after my family declined to put her on life support.
Mum said that a chest X-Ray showed a large lump in her lung which could have potentially turned out to be cancerous had she survived the pneumonia.
As sad as I am and surprised as I am because when I saw her at Christmas, she was the best I had seen her in years (She had dementia), I am incredibly relieved that she won't have to put up with that bloody disease anymore.
Mum's given me the honour of giving a eulogy at the funeral. Now I have a week to prepare one...
After she asked me how work was, she very quickly cut to the chase, She told me my Nan had been admitted to hospital with pneumonia, the tone of her voice gave it away. I cut her off and said I know what's coming. My Nan had passed away.
My mum had told my family not to post anything on Facebook or say anything until I had made it home from work. When I rang mum to see how she was coping, she gave me the insight into the events that had unfolded over the course of 18 hours.
Tuesday night, mum received a call from the nursing home to say that Nan had been admitted to hospital. By mid morning Wednesday, she received another one to say that you need to come in and say your goodbyes (unfortunately I was working and wouldn't made it to the hospital in time). At 1pm, that was it. Mum said that my nan had two wishes: to make it past 80 and to die in her sleep. The hospital were kind enough to give one of those wishes after my family declined to put her on life support.
Mum said that a chest X-Ray showed a large lump in her lung which could have potentially turned out to be cancerous had she survived the pneumonia.
As sad as I am and surprised as I am because when I saw her at Christmas, she was the best I had seen her in years (She had dementia), I am incredibly relieved that she won't have to put up with that bloody disease anymore.
Mum's given me the honour of giving a eulogy at the funeral. Now I have a week to prepare one...
