Welcome back to the Blogosphere with me, Robert! Today's episode will be a bit more personal than the others. I do want to point something out before I begin, the personal event episodes were during that specific week, so if the tenses of words seems off, that's why.
This week has taken quite the turn. I've just finished packing my bags and most of my belongings because I moving out. As some may know, my grandmother's health has been on a steady decline and today, it's hit a new low. While I was out with some friends at a hotel, I got a text from my dad saying that he'd just got home from my grandma's after finding her on the floor of her bathroom. I can't physically describe the feelings that boiled inside of me. I was honestly terrified of the possibilities of what could've happened and how they turned out. The next day, I rushed home to find out some somewhat good news. She hadn't physically hurt herself, but something just seemed off. She had already been struggling with the symptoms of dementia, so her memory was bad enough before the fall. After the fall, she seemed to forget everything slowly but surely. Names of friends, peoples' deaths, places she'd gone that very week. Her health seems to be getting somewhat better, despite her lack of memory. Hopefully, with me living here with her, I can help steer her back on the right track. The only thing I fear now is that I might have shown up too late. But I do have hope, so there's that.
I think taking care of my grandmother is a little tedious, but I don't really have anything else to do, so it's not too bad. I do enjoy being away from the loudness of my house.
I know this is the same blog post, but it's been six days since my last edit, and I feel like I can fit some more on this post. Within this past week of being here at my grandma's house, I've already established a pretty mundane routine, and I have to say...maybe being an old person isn't too bad. That's a joke, I swear. I think I'm going to end this post here, so I'll catch you guys in the next episode of the Blogosphere with Robert. Thank you for reading!
It physically hurts me to hear about the state of your grandma, Rob. I also believe that being more optimistic than pessimistic in these situations can make the lows feel just a bit higher. I can relate fairly to your situation, as my grandma had lived with us since I was born and also had to deal with dementia. I hate to say it, but I didn’t spend a lot of time with her once things started getting worse. I wish now that I did, and I hope you find some comfort with her. I’m glad you care so much about her to live with and care for her. It’s something I would’ve striven to do myself.
ReplyDeleteStay strong.
- Vin