oh drama drama drama.
two weeks ago, i had four healthy grandparents. now three of them have fallen seriously ill. my grandmother has been in the hospital with a staph infection that "colonized" (ew) in her leg. my grandfather has just been diagnosed with both lung cancer and liver cancer (he and my grandmother don't know this yet). my other grandfather is having heart problems. then there's my one healthy grandmother. she's got to be going crazy.
i've been really lucky to have all four of my grandparents this long. it's strange to prepare for the inevitable. i haven't been to a family funeral since i was eight years old when my uncle died of aids. and, of course, now i wonder if i should have spent more time with them.
anyhoo, good 'ol d_c helped prepare me for death the other night. i had a dream that she had committed suicide. she had downed i-don't-know-how-many bottles of grey goose. enough to get her blood alcohol level up to something ridiculous like 5.2. then she had slit her wrists because she wanted to watch herself bleed. i attended her funeral with burningleaves and our friend michael. d_c sits up in her casket and thanks me for coming. she's all giggly like she gets around children. she gives me a big hug and tells me she'll see me later. evidentally, michael and burningleaves didn't see it. then i felt stupid.
two weeks ago, i had four healthy grandparents. now three of them have fallen seriously ill. my grandmother has been in the hospital with a staph infection that "colonized" (ew) in her leg. my grandfather has just been diagnosed with both lung cancer and liver cancer (he and my grandmother don't know this yet). my other grandfather is having heart problems. then there's my one healthy grandmother. she's got to be going crazy.
i've been really lucky to have all four of my grandparents this long. it's strange to prepare for the inevitable. i haven't been to a family funeral since i was eight years old when my uncle died of aids. and, of course, now i wonder if i should have spent more time with them.
anyhoo, good 'ol d_c helped prepare me for death the other night. i had a dream that she had committed suicide. she had downed i-don't-know-how-many bottles of grey goose. enough to get her blood alcohol level up to something ridiculous like 5.2. then she had slit her wrists because she wanted to watch herself bleed. i attended her funeral with burningleaves and our friend michael. d_c sits up in her casket and thanks me for coming. she's all giggly like she gets around children. she gives me a big hug and tells me she'll see me later. evidentally, michael and burningleaves didn't see it. then i felt stupid.
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