Family

Dec. 11th, 2005 10:27 pm
wonderboynj: (mom and me)
I'll write a bit more about this when I can actually comprehend what has happened, but the best friend I ever had passed away very unexpectedly yesterday.
I was going to post this tomorrow, since it'll be the 6th Anniversary of her passing, but I wanted to get it off my chest today.

My Grandmother was my best friend, period. She was responsible for my love of the arts, and the theater and judy garland and all the great singers (I think she just wanted a gay grandson to be honest).

My grandmother was rarely sick in her life, she never got colds or the flu or anything. The story is that she was only hospitalized three times in her life, and that was to have her three kids.

In 1994 or 1995, my grandmother was diagnosed with colon cancer. She had to have a colostomy, but she recovered fine after a few treatments the doctors declared her cancer free.

Fast forward to December 12th, 1996, and I was working for a TYRANT of a boss, who didn't allow me to make or receive personal phone calls unless it was an emergency. On December 12th, I was supposed to have lunch with my grandmother for my birthday. My boss had walked out of the office and got on the elevator to go upstairs, so I picked up the phone to call her to ask what time she was going to pick me up. She said she wasn't feeling well, that she had the flu, and would I take a raincheck?

Just then I noticed the tyrant walking back in (my boss) and so I quickly said "Grandma I gotta go. I'll call you later. Bye." And hung up.

My boss of course had to know what I was on the phone for, so I told her it was my grandmother calling to reschedule our luncheon date.

The phone ring again about 45 seconds after I hung it up, and when I answered it was my grandmother. She said "Brian, that was the first time in your life you ever hung up the phone on me without first saying you loved me!" I laughed and said "Grandma! You know I love you more than anything" She said "I love you too, and don't you ever forget that."

Then we hung up.

That would be the last words she ever spoke to me, she was dead less than 48 hours later.

Turns out that where her colostomy bag was attached had ripped slightly, and she died from sepsis or blood poisoning. Literally her waste had gotten into her bloodstream. My aunt got her to the hospital and it was a complete disaster. Had they been competent she would still be alive.

My family won a wrongful death lawsuit against the hospital. But it didn't matter, nothing would have brought her back to us.

Thanks for listening.

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