Thanks Everyone.
I'm kind of behind on updates here, Grandma had been moved to an Extend Care Facility (Read Nursing Home) She wasn't getting her meals fed to her or at least getting helped with them and in just the first couple days there were major problems. Dad had a meeting with the home today and the issue of her meals was addressed as well as discussion on how she's doing. Physically she's healing, mentally, my grandmother, who on christmas was about as healthy as a 93 year old woman could be with some short term memory problems, is on a completely different plain of existance now. I don't know if she's had a stroke along with the surgery or if the morphine/meds from surgery did something and she can't come back, but she's in a totally different place now. When my sister and I were at the hospital Sunday for her 94th birthday, she was seeing/talking to her mother, brothers and the room was full of people she was concerned on taking care of. I believe that her family was there and in the altered plain she is now on, that she indeed was seeing them. If they brought her comfort, I wasn't going to tell her she wasn't. She kept talking about people coming and going in the room and want to be sure everyone had a seat etc, the very fact that she was on the ICU ward of the hospital, it would not have surprised me that she was indeed seeing the wandering souls on the way to visit their loved ones or on their way to cross over. We told her everyone was being taken well care of that she didn't need to worry about it. She has slipped into some sort to dementia though that wasn't there previously and now she's hallucinating many things.
When I got hurt 19 years ago, I went through a period of why??? It took a long time to figure out why I was no longer able to work and had to go through physical therapy and vocational rehabilitation. If I'd not been injured, I wouldn't have met my husband (Kapt_karkus) as we both met at the rehabilitation location as clients. One of our instructors as it turned out was/is an ordained minister and was able to perform our marriage ceremony. If I'd not been injured and unable to return to work, I wouldn't have been around to take my sisters to prenatal appointments etc, to have been able to pick neices and nephews up from school when needed....
I'm trying to find a silver lining if there is one to the fact that I had to quit watching my grandsons due to this back injury at this precise time. It has been quite the burden on my mother who's health isn't the best to have just recently have finally gotten my grandmother moved into their home from living alone and then have to suddenly watch one and three year old greatgrandsons on top of that. All I can think of right now is to be able to know that even if they or she doesn't/can't remember the interaction that they have been able to have over the last month, she got to spend time with her only GreatGreatGrandchildren. Mom says that my youngest, Steven would climb up in her lap and cuddle and even though she couldn't really see him or remember all of the words to the songs she tried to sing and rock him to, she got that time with him. Tomas being older, wasn't as much into the same amount of cuddle time, but he would run up to her in her chair and give her big hugs and kisses. When the ambulance came to take her to the hospital for the second time, the boys were there. Steven just wanted to go with the ambulance crew and help, to see what they were doing. Tomas watched and looked at the ambulance outside as we'd talked to firemen/crews sometimes on our walks through a local retirement apartment complex. Mom said as they were loading my grandmother onto the gurney, "GreatGreatGrandma is crying Grandma" They had to tell him that the ambulance was taking her to the hospital to make her better. Even if they never get to see her again, they got this short time as did she.
I know at 94, my Grandmother's days were surely limited and we needed to cherish every chance we got to see her, but until her injury, I really think she had a good amount of time left. They were amazed at how strong her heart and other organs were, while they tested before her surgery. I'm afraid now that those days are now shorter in number and even though it's a bit selfish, I'd hoped to have her around a bit longer. Now though she may or may not have Quantity of life, her Quality of life has been diminished greatly.
I still don't know when I'll see a neurosurgeon to take care of my back/leg issue, but Mark has to have more tests done next week due to a rapid and large amount of weight loss. Blood work is ok so far, but more tests need to be done and hopefully a podiatrist or someone will find him some relief for his constant foot pain from nerve damage over 20 years ago that has flared to nearly unbearable pain for him again.
Hug someone you love, be sure to let them know how you feel about them, you never know what might happen and you might not be able to tell them.