I have made the decision to stop fighting to help her. I know I cant help her. She would rather stop every effort to help her and have a comfortable life than give up her hoard.
The hospital is sending her home this weekend, despite the fact that he can not get herself in and out of bed. Her medical condition is still serious and she will have another infection fairly quickly. I know she will refuse to return to the hospital, which means we have to prepare for her to go home and die.
Interestingly enough, I actually want this for her too. But not in a bad way of that makes sense. I know that she will finally have freedom and peace in death. She is truly a victim of her life and I know that in death she will find what she has been seeking for her whole life. It is not unlike someone with end stage cancer. You know that death will bring them peace and you do not want them to suffer any longer.
I feel angry right now that she has made the choice to dismantle everything we have done to help her the last 9 weeks. She has self sabotaged all of our efforts. Even though I knew it would end up like this, I still had that eternal hope that a daughter has for a mother. But that is for me to work out on my own. I will do what I always have done. Wait and then clean up the damage after the fact one last time.
My dad's health is disintegrating as well. We have known all along that his choice was to no longer seek treatment and die. I am surprised he made it this long. Luckily, I was able to provide him with some companionship and home made meals during his last few months.
In the mean time, I am buttoning up the last bit of my Grandma's care. Her house has sold and I have finally taken over legally to provide care and take care of her estate. That is a relief.
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