bettejean

This morning I was chilling on the couch, watching 30 Rock on my netflix instant queue, and I get a call from my step-dad saying that my grandma (my mom's mom) isn't doing well at all and that I should see her in the next couple of days. I leave immediately and go see her (after stopping to get some flowers for her and my grandpa).
My grandma has cancer. Everywhere. If you put your hand on the top of your head and your other hand on your thigh, her cancer is basically between them. It's in her brain, around her lungs, her liver, her bones....And seeing her was so hard. She can't talk, swallow, move.... I think she only has a few days left in her, if even that.
So I was there for 2 hours in the afternoon and then I went back this evening. I am doing as fine as I can be. My grandmother and I were close, but not? I'm the 4th of 12 grandchildren. I have plenty of fond memories of her, but there aren't very many moments where it was just her and me. Which is okay. I admire her and I hope to be as sassy as her when I'm her age. She taught me how to read and sew, she always told me that if I fell from the trees that I climbed and broke my neck that she would spank me. And she always told me "put on a sweater, you're making me cold."

Her cancer started 6 years ago, she had breast cancer, which could have been prevented had she caught it sooner with her self exams. (However, she is a very private person and I think she just held off from telling anyone for as long as possible.) She went into remission 4 years about and about 2 years or one year ago it came back. So just a reminder to all ladies and non ladies who have lady friends, breast cancer can be treated very easily if caught early, so please be sure to do your monthly self examinations. And I love you all and want you all to be healthy. My grandmother has never smoked, never drank, lived a very healthy life with most of her food from my grandpa's garden, lived in the country with fresh air, and still ended up this way. That's life I guess.