Another call I wish I didn’t want to answer. The fleeting thought that if the words weren’t spoken aloud then it wouldn’t be true. Reality hits about the time I drag my finger across the phone screen to unlock it and accept the call.
“Tricia, is Charles with you?” My mothers wavering voice confirms my fears. This isn’t good news.
“No mom, he went out for a run” I walk out of the room leaving Dash playing and sit down on the bed, knowing I will fall apart and hoping to spare my son.
“I wish I could tell you this in person.” My mom is at my grandmothers. She has put her life on hold to care for my Granny.
“Just tell me.” I’m already silently crying.
She goes on to explain that my Granny had just seen the doctor and the news wasn’t good. The week before last she was in the hospital for blood clots in her lungs. She has so much fluid in her lungs and now everywhere in her body that she is unable to recline. When she lays back she can’t breath. It’s no longer just affecting her sleep, its causing her to be unable to tolerate the daily radiation treatments (where she needs to lay down) for her lung cancer. They’ve suspended chemo and now she is unable to handle radiation.
This doctor is very kind,but frank -telling her she has very little time left, mere weeks.
I’m sobbing by now. My mother goes on to say that my Granny has requested a party. She wants all of her family gathered around her to say goodbye.
My mom apologizes again that she isn’t there to tell me in person and I’m bewildered. How can she apologize for such a thing? She is exactly where she needs to me.
And by the next morning I’m where I need to be as well-with my Granny.
I have many obligations which are important to me, but NOTHING is more important than soaking up the time I have left with her.