Day One

     My grandmother just recently was put on hospice due to seizures that left her weak and temporarily bed ridden. The seizures were shocking to our family members as my 95 year old grandmother had been remarkably mobile and sane for her age.  When I arrived at the hospital the day of her seizures I was not sure what state she would be in.

     Palms sweating and heart racing I entered the emergency room and quickly searched for her room number.  My heart dropped when I came upon her room and heard her voice yelling nonsense.  Not a word she spoke was English and her eyes were closed.  My mom informed me that she most likely had multiple seizures and that the doctor's were not sure what the lasting affects could be.

     Thankfully she regained her speech and had opened her eyes a day later.  Many things were in question regarding her care.  We were not sure whether she would require to much for her to stay home with my family.  After three days past we were happy to hear that she would be released on hospice care, in the comfort of our home.  This is where our journey began.

     Before this experience, I had never known the trials families went through to care for their loved ones who they couldn't bare see admitted to a nursing home.  I also never knew the blessing that could come out of hospice.  Medicine, feeding, and an occasional diaper change are common occurencies we face each day.  We also have times of joy, laughter, tears, and pain.  This is what I do with Grandma.