About ten months ago, my grandmother died from an aneurysm. She was only in her late 50s'. She had been sick for some time before but no one ever thought she would leave us this soon.
In December of '97 her heart beat slowed down to twenty beats a minute resulting in her having to get a pacemaker. After that surgery, her health went downhill. The doctor advised her to quit smoking. It was hard but she quit and her health worsened. She was in and out of the hospital for the next four months.
She cried the last time she was in the hospital before she died because she was upset that she couldn't do things for herself anymore and that she couldn't take it no more. Right then and there I knew that she wouldn't be with me for too much longer. I didn't want to admit it during the time but my grandmother was ready to die.
Two days before her birthday which happened to be on mother's day, she was sent to the hospital. By the time my brothers and I got there she was already dead.
While she was sleeping she had a stroke. She tried to walk but she couldn't. She fell and bumped her head and that is what caused the real damage. My younger brother that was living with her at the time called 911 to get her help then he called my aunt. When she got to the hospital in her town she was still conscious and talking. They did a CT scan but seemed to have overlooked that blood clot in her artery.
They put her in an ambulance a shipped her to the hospital in my town. On the ride up here that artery burst. She went into a coma and was pronounced brain dead at 9:30 p.m. that night. She always said that she didn't want to be kept hooked up to a machine. If the doctor's couldn't do anything for her to unplug it. And the doctor's couldn't.
The fluid would not pump out of her brain fast enough and it made her not be able to breath on her on. When they unplugged the machine, the only vital sign left was that pacemaker trying to get her heart to start again but eventually that quit working to.
I miss my grandmother a lot. This is my senior year in high school and she won't get to see me graduate. I know she will be watching over me and I know that she is very proud of my accomplishments. She has made a major impact on my life. Without her ever being in my life I don't know what my life would be like.