June 16, 2012

• trip 3

  Saturday we took my grandma to get a pedicure done.  She has been getting them for years because she has such a hard time with her feet since developing diabetes.  The lady who does her feet is very nice and she has gotten to be really close to my grandma over the past several years, so they were glad to see each other.  Then we just did more sorting of her things, and hung around her house. 

  Sunday was more sorting-more of the same.  There was a bit of a scary episode in the evening because her blood sugar went scarily low.  She was unable to function enough to take the sugar level or to draw up the insulin.  We had some orange juice so we gave her a cup of that and then administered everything for her.  That was sad because it just kind of reaffirmed to her and everyone else that she can't manage at home.  There were several other times when if we hadn't been there, she would have given herself the wrong medicine altogether, or else the wrong dose.  It was sad.

  Monday she had an appointment with her attorney to make some changes to her will.  After that my mom and I drove her back to the nursing home on our way to the airport.  Talk about heartbreaking-that was possibly one of the saddest things I've ever done.  I felt like I was leaving someone in prison.  She was crying, we were crying, it was sad sad.  I don't even know what else to say about it. 

  Then-we came home.  Here we are. 

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