My granny has always been a part of my life. As a little girl we grew up living next door to her and then as we got older just a street over. So many wonderful memories.
She is now 98 years old and she is so feeble and sickly that it is so hard seeing her this way as she has always been a very independent woman. Up till a few years ago it was nothing to see her outside mowing her yard or raking leaves and seeing laundry on the clothes line. Every Sunday she was at church until she became unable to attend.
Now my mom is a real trooper as she has been living with granny since my daddy passed away 4 and 1/2 years ago and helping to take care of her. In the past few months we have really watched a decline in my granny's health as her appetite declined so badly that she now weighs 76 lbs and that was a couple of weeks ago so probally less now. She is completley bed ridden and has to be feed and changed. getting her to eat at this point is a very hard task. We might be able to get a little oatmeal in her or perhaps 1/2 a bannana or maybe a little doughnut.
The granny I am seeing now is so different than the granny I grew up with. We now have Hospice coming in to help with certain things and have has to reassure granny that no she does not have cancer. My mom does everything for her and I help as much as I can. It was a sad terrible thing to watch my daddy in his last days suffering with cancer and this is just as sad although she doesn't have cancer she has just got old.