Those of you who know me, know that I've been living with and taking care of my grandmother for quite a few years now. This last year or so has been really rough. She's been in and out of the hospital with pneumonia and other issues since last spring. She never fully recovered from her first hospital and subsequent rehabilitation stay at the hospital. This time around we discovered that she had uterine cancer, and it was quite advanced. I believe just about everyone in her family died from cancer, so she really wasn't very surprised with the diagnosis. While risky, she opted to have surgery to remove the tumors. She fully understood the risks involved, and the final decision was hers to make. The surgery itself went well, and I really thought she might recover and have at least a few more good years. Two days after the surgery, however her organs started to fail. She was in so much pain that last day, it ripped my heart apart to see her like that. Years ago she made a living will, and told me she didn't want to be kept alive on machines. She put a huge amount of trust in me to carry out her wishes. When the doctor told me that the only thing keeping her alive was those machines, and that nothing they could do would make her better, I knew I had to tell them to turn off the machines. It's what she would have told them, had she been able to speak at that point. Earlier that day I told her I loved her, and she was able to say that she loved me too. Mere words can't encompass all I felt for Gramma though. I only hope she knew just how much she meant to me. I'm not really sure what I'll do without her. I'm glad I was with her, holding her hand when she passed. Now she's up in Heaven with my brother Jeff, my grandfather, and the rest of her family, friends, and pets who have gone before her. I feel so blessed to have had in my life for as long as I did. The picture above is from my high school graduation (I always was a bit of a goof). She was always my biggest supporter, and loved me no matter what stupid things I did as a teen. She's a huge part of who I am, and I can only hope I live up to her expectations. I know God has a very special place for her among the angels.
Rest in peace Gramma. I love you more than you'll ever know.
Eva Waldeck 4-15-16 to 5-16-10
-Michelle of CreativeCritters