Fading

Sorry, but it's time to get real.

Posts may get a little sparse around here over the next few days (save for the scheduled ones).  I'm heading out in the morning with my sister to visit my grandmother who, as I type this, is slowly fading away.

She's been in a nursing home for several years now, fully captured by Alzheimer's Disease.  My father was the last person she recognized, and that was about a year ago. 

Other than the AZ, she has been perfectly healthy.  She whips around that old biddy home in her wheelchair -- by hand! -- like Lindsay Lohan at a coke buffet!  It doesn't surprise me, really.  She was always incredibly energetic, chasing after scamps like me and my sister, and my father before us...

On Tuesday night she was having a very difficult time breathing, with her oxygen levels dipping dangeroulsy low.  After a round of fresh O2, she improved, but it seems that whatever it was that caused her dip in respiration, has sparked an overall decline in her well-being. 

If we want to see her again before she shuffles off this mortal coil, "sooner is better than later," according to her nurses.

So please, send prayers if you pray, or good thoughts if you don't, for peace and comfort for my Grandma.  She disappeared years ago, but now we're preparing for the physical goodbye.