My poor Nan

I've had a nasty phone call from my Dad tonight. My Nan has had another heart attack and is in hospital. Her lungs are filled with fluid (I assume from the pneumonia she had recently) and her kidneys have failed. She currently has lost the use of her legs too.

The can't be treated for her lungs or kidneys because the medication will put too much strain on her heart.

She only has a short amount of time left.

She wants to go home, and with luck she'll be able to get enough use in her legs to be able to do that by the weekend. She'll have to have a bed set up downstairs though, the stairs will be too much effort for her.

I spoke to Brenda (one of my aunts) after speaking to dad and she relaid this to me. I'll be calling her again on Friday to see what the situation is. I should have my car back by then, so we're hoping to go over and see her at the weekend. If she's up to it. I really want to see her. But if having a ton of visitors is going to make her worse....

I'm crushed. Dad's in a state and poor Brenda sounded like her heart was breaking. Losing Nan will knock serious shock waves through the family. She's held everyone together. I know full well that once she's gone I'll never see my aunts, uncles or cousins again. I barely know them now.

Told you life was SHIT!