Week 4 SMSC

As week 4 rolls around and is ending there has been something on my mind recently that happened by in May after school ended.

When finals were done and I went home and was excited for summer. I needed time away from the classroom and this would be my final summer where I was able to spend most of it with the family. About 3 days after I had been home my granny came to visit my sister who was in town and me at our house. My grandma never liked being called grandma so we called her granny. We ate lunch together and talk for a long time since it had been a while since I had seen her in person with covid and everything. She mentioned how lonely she had become because of it and she had no one to talk to a lot of the time. I told her that I would spend the summer at her house cleaning it out like I did last summer. Eventually she ended up leaving and going home since there was a storm coming, she did not want to be caught in it.

2 days later it is mother’s day. In my family on mother’s day we all go out to granny’s house and have a cookout and play some backyard baseball with a tennis ball. The day started like any other day beforehand. I woke up and started to play RollerCoaster Tycoon to get me out of my groggy state. My dad came into my room and said the granny went to the hospital and that it was nothing major to worry about. I agreed she had been to the hospital plenty of times in the past for just random things and she ended being fine in the past so my whole family did not think too much on it. But as the day drew on, I knew that something was not right. My dad is not an emotional person and he seldomly gets worried. But when he said he needed to go to the hospital to see what was going on with granny I knew it was probably bad.

What happened was my uncle Todd went to granny’s house at like 9-10am and after he got there, granny said she does not feel right in her chest and needs to go to the hospital. So, they went to the local hospital and they could not find anything wrong with her chest initially. After they ran some more tests, it turns out her aortic valve had been torn open. Which basically means that she is bleeding out internally. By the time the doctors figured out what was going on and transferred her to the Toledo hospital it was too late. My dad and uncle Todd decided to try to keep her alive for a few more hours to get all immediate family that is close to come see her one last time.

That night was one of the longest in my life. It felt like I was in a movie. Even now months after it happened it still feels unreal. The main reason I am talking about this is people always say life happens fast and you never know what can happen. At least in my short life I frequently receive reminders that anything can happen at any time. As my sister’s birthdays are coming, I was just thinking about how I need to cherish my time with my family. And how I should not waste my time that I have.