I am not going to blog about Patrol for this entry. My grandmother died last night in the hospital. She had been in a lot of pain. It came as a shock for most in the family since grandma had been at the edge, but she came back. That was more than a week ago, and this weekend she got worse really fast and her treatment moved to pain management.
I didn't think that grandma would be the first to die. The rest of the family seemed of the same opinion. I got to be with her and grandpa at the hospital for most of Saturday night. It was touching seeing grandpa by her side all night not willing to sleep or even eat. I hope that I could have the same thing that they had in that hospital room.
It was touching to be there with Lori. Most major family events it feels like Lori and I get left out. I understand why. We are not able to get off whenever we need and the kids need a lot from us. Lori and I took turns touching grandma and taking care of grandpa's needs. Lori got to tell grandma all the things that she learned. I am glad to see that my family has had such an impact on my wife. Someday this will all be us and I hope that we can make the same impact on the people in our children's lives.
