I think she died in the night. My sister pulled me out of the room a few minutes ago to tell me that Granny may not be breathing. I tried to move her arm but it was stiff. While Mom tried to rouse my doctor brother, I put a saucer to granny's nose: no moisture. I couldn't be sure, though, as her breathing had been weak lately, and there were tubes providing her with oxygen and
Shit.
My brother's awake now. I think he's looked Granny over. She's gone.
Saturday, September 25, 2004
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My condolences. Now she's at rest.
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