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no pills for gram.

I couldn't stay completely away.

What have I been doing? Cleaning house, mostly.

Right now, I have only a couple things to say.


I just found out my grandmother has refused her meds for about a month. She is saying everything is in God's hands. Her children feel it would only cause strife to try to get her to take them again.

Some time ago, she discovered the pills weren't for pain and I guess that's when she stopped taking them. Won't even take vitamins any more.

This is not the grandmother of 10 years ago.

She has been telling my aunt that my aunt's sister's son (me, as she can't remember who I am -- no name) visits his grandmother when his parents are in Florida.

I suggested that the last part is true -- I do usually visit her when they're away.

I also suggested that maybe she had a moment of clarity (the meds did give her back that), and that she knew that the pills were the only things keeping her alive.

My mom wasn't happy with that, but I know she knows it makes me feel better to think that, even if it might not be true.

She always said she would go when she was good and ready. Perhaps now it's time.

Perhaps that trip north ought to happen soon. Those genes of hers can't hold out too much longer.

I try to joke about it -- she used to joke about another more ancient relative's death "too bad she died, she made good doughnuts."