My heart is heavy

It has been a rough few days for me. Surgery on Friday and all went well- very painful- but that is to be expected. By Friday evening I was throwing up from one of my episodes just to top things off. So finally at 6 a.m. I went to the ER for meds. Got things calmed down, came home and continue to puke my guts out. Back to the ER where they cannot find a vein to save their lives- but enjoy poking me 9 times to look for one. So the Dr. just gave me drugs IM and home again I went. By 5 this A.M. the puking has stopped and I may live through this one.

All the throwing up has not felt great on my stomach that was just cut open but what can you do.

Meanwhile, my Grandmother was just put into Hospice on Thursday- I knew I would not be able to see her Friday and Saturday I was too sick to move. Today I started to feel better- but was not ready to tackle the 3 hour drive- so I planned to go tomorrow- well they just called and she passed away about 45 minutes ago. Now chances are I would not have been there anyway- but it breaks my heart that I was not able to see her again. I hate this illness I have.

So rest in peace my beautiful Grandmother. You were an amazing woman who taught me so much. The times you made me laugh, the half smile you would give me when you were trying to tease someone. Thank you for growing onions in your garden just for me, and teaching me to sew. Thank you for the many hours on the phone when I was trying to figure out who I was. Thank you for the lessons about God, and learning to cook. I love you so much, and you will sure be missed. Rest now my sweet Grandmother, be with your Husband and family and know that because of you- we are all better people.