My weekend with

gma was good and sad. I know that seems weird but it was true. Connie stayed with her on Saturday morning and then I went at 1pm to take care of her the rest of the day and evening. I really enjoyed our visit but I could tell she was very tired that day. She laid down for awhile and then got back up for supper. She rested again afterwards and that was basically my day on Saturday with her. On Sunday Connie had watched her in the am again and while on her watch gma got sick again. I went out to make sure Connie wasnt alone and help with getting gma back in the chair to just rest. Papa was going to church with mama and connie and I was going to stay with her but she was so weak and tired that I wanted papa there with me. I hadnt seen her like this for awhile and I just felt that no one should really be alone with her incase of needing extra assistance in helping with her care. Papa gladly came over and we visited with her when she wasnt sleeping. Today I asked mama how she seemed and gma told her she was just poohed out. To me this is sad but I really love being with grandma. She has been there for me from when I was little to now and I have a hard time of seeing her this way. I cant really be there the way I should be for I really dont know what she needs. This makes me sad. I feel lost at knowing what to do for her to make her feel comfortable. I love her so much that I hurt as I think of the suffering she is going through. She has been strong and stubborn at times when she felt things were tough. She has been an awesome and wonderful gma and I will forever have wonderful memories of her. She could tell awesome stories, played shoestore, played beautyshop and her noodles are awesome.
This is just a little about my gma and if you dont know her I am sorry and if you do know her I hope you have good memories of her as well.