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My dear friends,
I'm so very sorry I haven't been on here. I read posts today, and will get back to all of you really soon.
I hope you don't think I'm silly, but I am really taking my Granny Nanny's death hard. She was on her way to my home that day. She had cancelled Friday because of weather conditions, and called me on Friday night to ask if I wanted her on Sat. I told her that yes, I needed her on Sat. as Friday was a bad day with Mom, and I needed help after the day I had had.
We always had an agreement about weather conditions, as I knew she took the expressway, and knew that times the roads are not always cleaned as they should be. But because I needed her, I guess she just put out of her mind weather conditions that day. It was not bad here by me, but where she lives, I guess it was worse. She was barely 10 minutes out when the accident happened.
She was changing lanes, went into a tailspin, hit the median, her car went back out into traffic, and she got hit on the drivers side door. She never had a chance. She had a lacerated liver, spleen, kidney, broken ribs, a brain hemorrage, and who knows what else. She was so skinny, she never had a chance. They say she died at the scene. For all that, when her daughter arrived at the hospital, the only sign of injury was a black eye. She said it looked like she was sleeping.
My number was the last call on her cell phone, so the hospital had called me. They asked me if I was a relative of Laura M., and I said no, but they didnt' tell me it was the hospital, only that it was an emergency, and they needed a family members number if I knew one. That was at 10:46am. She had already died, as the accident was at 9:30am. They would tell me nothing. I gave them her daughters cell phone number that I happen to have "just in case" but never thought there would be a "just in case". Not of this nature anyhow.
They also would not tell Laura's daughter anything as they said by law they couldn't and only that it was an emergency and for her to come to the hospital. I of course redialed the number from the caller ID, and found out it was the hospital, and insitsted they tell me what was going on as the daughter was so distraught. They said they couldn't. But then I asked to talk to Laura. Then of course I knew it had to be very serious, as the nurse on the other end said she couldnt' talk as she was critical, and the doctors were working on her.
It was another two hours before I had heard that she died. How I wish I would have had her not come that day. How I wish she would have told me the weather was bad by her. How I wish I hadn't told her that yes I needed her that day.
The wake is tomorrow night, and I know I have to go, but am just trying to find any excuse I can not to be there, but there doesn't seem to be any reason. I know that sounds like I'm a coward, and I guess I am.
On top of all this, as I think I've told you all, but not sure, I have a paralyzed vocal cord. They cant' find any reason for it, so they call it idiopathic, which just means no reason. I cant' seem to get straight answers on how me having a tube down my throat for my knee surgery on the 26th will harm it. So I am now investigating that, and have had to cancel my surgery, not only because of my throat, but also I now need to find someone that will be here everyday for two months till I get on my feet. And then someone that will at least compare to half of what my Granny Nanny was.
I'm trying to think that there was a reason for this to happen after my vocal cord paralyzed, that I was being told not to have the surgery until it cleared up. But boy, He sure could have told me a different way.
I'm sorry this was so long, and to lay this on all of you. I thought maybe if I wrote it all down, I could find some rhyme or reason for this all. But it seems I'm just not there yet. I have had so many people I cared for and have loved die, but I have to say, this has hit me so very hard. I just keep thinking of the what if's, and why didn't I do this, and why didn't I do that, and why didn't Laura call me, and did I pressure her into coming on a day that maybe normally she would have cancelled as she did the day before.
And of course having to cancel the surgery, and not feeling real well with my throat and my knee, makes my emotions run so much higher. I guess as I get over one of these things, the rest will come. I sure hope so, as I feel like a wet noodle and not real proud of myself for basically feeling sorry for myself.
Thanks guys, thanks for listening. You don't have to respond, as others here need you much more than I do right now, and I want you to be there for them first. I guess it will just have to be something I'll have to work out on my own and get my mind back on track to more important things than sitting brooding all day.
love to you all,
Jackie
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