Yesterday morning. She had a heart attack when she was at dialysis. Thank God, she was already at the hospital. She flatlined, and was revived three times. My uncle finally told them to stop after she had been gone for an hour and a half. A horrible, horrible day. I wish I could have seen her in the morning, before she went to dialysis...I wish I could've said good-bye and "i love you" one last time. Today we are going through her house, and sorting things out. I miss her so much already...I have never lost anyone close to me before. I was her favorite grandchild, and we had such a wonderful relationship. She has been sick for the last couple years(severe diabetes, congestive heart failure, just to name a few), so we knew the day would come eventually. It just wasn't supposed to happen so soon.
I saw her after the doctors removed the tubes and things; after she was gone. I told her thank you, and that I loved her and would miss her. I'm glad she isn't in pain anymore...I just wish I could hear her laugh one more time. I wish I knew what to do.
adrienne