It's been awhile since I posted about my Grandma Flo. She's 96. Last spring the doctors diagnosed her with cancer and told us she had days to live. Since then she's been in her own home and my mom and her siblings have taken care of her. This has been physically and mentally exhausting and they have reached the end of their rope. On Tuesday, they put her in the nursing home.
Physically, Grandma is very weak, but she isn't sick, or in pain. Mentally, Grandma isn't doing well at all. She is so confused. She doesn't know our family most of the time. She says very mean, hurtful things. She is demanding and uncooperative. The last time I was there, she didn't recognize me.
I know putting my Grandma in the nursing home is one of the hardest things my mother has ever had to do. The thought that one day I could put my mother in a nursing home, well, it breaks my heart.
I took this picture of my Grandma on the 4th of July, 2009.
I would ask for your continued prayers for my mom and her family, and for my Grandma. I love her so, and I miss the Grandma that remembered me.