Thanks for all the well wishes, positive thoughts, and prayers in response to my previous post about my Grandma. Having a blog really does help in times like this because I can get things off my chest and also share them with my pals on here.
Well, the outlook is grim. She had a stroke that affected both sides of her brain and it was about as severe as possible. She cannot swallow, which means she can’t eat, and they don’t think she will be able to hear, see, or speak. They aren’t even sure if she can comprehend anything.
She’s not in a coma, but she also isn’t “awake”. I’ve been thinking about it and wondering where a person goes within themselves in times like these. She isn’t dead, but not exactly alive. So where is my Grandma right now?
They put a feeding tube in her temporarily but my family will need to make a decision soon. I guess I’m in denial, because I keep thinking somehow she is going to push through and prove everyone wrong. I don’t know if that’s denial or just extreme optimism, but I just can’t believe it’s over yet.
According to the doctors, the best case scenario is that she will be a vegetable living off a feeding tube. She will never be “Grandma” again. Worst case scenario is that they remove the tube and let nature take its course. I’m not happy with either outcome.
But truth be told, she’s 82. It’s not exactly a shocker. Still… it’s just so difficult to give up on her. She’s still breathing, her heart is still beating… so to me, there is still hope.
On a sidenote, I highly encourage anyone reading to decide whether or not you’d want to be kept alive on a feeding tube, and put it in writing so that the decision is officially made.
My Grandma does not have such a document, and so now the burden is on my family to decide. We honestly don’t know what she wanted either way.