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Out of the blue I got a call from my parents today. I'm not on very good terms with them. In fact it wouldn't be wrong to say that most of the time I feel like I hate them. That's why I didn't immediately answer my phone and only called back a half an hour later. Normally there's nothing for us to talk about and I was in the middle of something.
It seems that three days ago my grandmother had a stroke and she's been in nursing care since then. No one thought to tell me until now and I'm really angry with them even though this is what they've always done with me. They've always assumed they knew what the best thing to do was and this time, I assume, they thought it was best to "spare" me the trouble. They didn't seem to think that I would want to know.
It's the same thing that happened a while back when two of my cousins died. No one told me that my cousin had died until a few days after it happened. And then when my other cousin died about a month later I just happened to be around when the phone call came in. I suspect I would have been kept in the dark if I hadn't been there.
So my grandmother, who already has trouble remembering people and walking, now can't use one of her arms and legs. I shouldn't be too surprised though. She's been deteriorating for a long time now and it's something of a miracle that someone who's been a chain-smoker almost her whole life and generally unhealthy about everything is still alive in the first place. I think I'm more angry than anything. And guilty that I spent all of yesterday being a lazy, self-indulgent blob when I could have... I don't know what I could have done, but I feel like I wasn't doing what I should have.
It seems that three days ago my grandmother had a stroke and she's been in nursing care since then. No one thought to tell me until now and I'm really angry with them even though this is what they've always done with me. They've always assumed they knew what the best thing to do was and this time, I assume, they thought it was best to "spare" me the trouble. They didn't seem to think that I would want to know.
It's the same thing that happened a while back when two of my cousins died. No one told me that my cousin had died until a few days after it happened. And then when my other cousin died about a month later I just happened to be around when the phone call came in. I suspect I would have been kept in the dark if I hadn't been there.
So my grandmother, who already has trouble remembering people and walking, now can't use one of her arms and legs. I shouldn't be too surprised though. She's been deteriorating for a long time now and it's something of a miracle that someone who's been a chain-smoker almost her whole life and generally unhealthy about everything is still alive in the first place. I think I'm more angry than anything. And guilty that I spent all of yesterday being a lazy, self-indulgent blob when I could have... I don't know what I could have done, but I feel like I wasn't doing what I should have.