My grandma has cancer. It is terminal.
She's fought it and beat it before. She's had a double masectomy and was given a clean bill of health about a decade ago. She dedicated the next ten years to gracefully and courageously battling her husband's Alzheimer's. He passed away almost a year ago and she's been doing great. She lost a bunch of weight. She triumphantly celebrated her 85th birthday. She started traveling again for the first time in a decade (she was quite the globe trotter in her younger years). She bought new clothes and makeup. I saw her in May at my cousin's wedding. She looked radiant. I remember because I told her so.
Last week she went to the doctor because she's had a nagging cough and some shortness of breath. She thought it might be bronchitis. It's not. I'm taking her to another specialist at 3 today so they can drain the fluid from the tumor that is preventing her from breathing comfortably.
The doctor says at this point it's just a matter of time- how much precious time does she have left?
Have you thanked Heavenly Father for the time you have been given today? I have.
2 comments:
Oh, sweetie. I'm so sorry. I'm keeping you and your grandma in my prayers. I can't imagine how hard it must be for you to take her to the doctor... I know she's the one having the hard time, but I know what it's like to take care of/help someone who is so sick. Love you. Call me if you want to go to lunch sometime, or just need a chat.
Our thoughts, love and prayer are with you and your family! We will keep up with you and Luis to see if there is anything we can do! Love ya'
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