I was in Montana this week visiting family. Usually my brother picks me up at the airport, but when I arrived no one was there. I gave him a quick call and discovered he was at the hospital because my Gram had just been admitted. She was found unconscious in her room by the assisted living staff and was rushed to the ER. Since he's an RN, my mother called him to come and help.
Gram is 93 and one of the sweetest people I know. This picture was taken of us about 8 years ago while we were all in Vegas. She had broken her wrist but that didn't stop her from having fun!
Gram's doing better but we had to move her to a full fledged nursing home. She's not happy about it but she has to be there. She's about 75 pounds now and deteriorating quickly. She has some dementia and is having a hard time putting thoughts together. Before I left yesterday, she told me that a cute guy had given her a bath. I told her that I'd like to move in with her just so a cute guy could give me a bath. She thought that was funny.
She's spunky and quite a fighter but I think it was the last time I'll get to see her. I'd like to remember her smiling and laughing as she's doing in this picture.