My day has come crashing down. My Daddy just called. My grandmother, his mommy, is in a coma, and not expected to last the day. She’s 97, and has has a good long life, but it’s still sad. It’s really hard to see my Dad going through this loss.
My parents split up after I graduated from High School. My Dad went into a depression, which wasn’t helped by the fact that he has had a heart condition since I was 14. The depression meds they put him on made him stutter so badly, he could hardly speak. He wrote faster than he talked. That lasted for about six months or so. He could think the word he wanted, but he couldn’t say the word he wanted. It was so painful to see him that way. My Dad had been invincible in my mind….it hurt so much to see him struggle that way, to fight his way through each day, to work through the depression and come out the other side. Now, whenever he gets really upset, the stuttering comes back. The whole time I was on the phone with him while he was telling me about my grandmother, he was stuttering again.
I love my grandmother. Madeline Lewis has had a wonderful, long life. She has always been feisty, as long as I can remember. Up until about 10 years ago, she would still get on a bus to Reno or Tahoe, and go gamble. She even went out on some dates then too. Her health has declined over the past few years, but she was still completely mentally there. She is amazing. A little spitfire. We called her “Little Grandma” because she stood about 4’10” on a good day, when the wind was blowing right. She had nine children, I can’t even begin to count how many grand, great-grand, and even great-great grandchildren, and was married twice (both were amazing men…..my Dad’s daddy died before I was born, but I remember her second husband and he was awesome to us kids). Ninety-seven years is a long time to live. And she has LIVED every day to the fullest she knew how.
I am worried about my dad. He’s taking this really hard. I worry about his health and how this will affect that. Don’t get me wrong, I am sad that my grandmother’s life is coming to an end. She’s an inspiration. I just want my Daddy to be okay.