Remembering my grandma

Well, this past week was hard for me and my family. On January 24th, my grandmother, Marlyn Jackson, was called home. She was admitted into the hospital on Thursday, January 15th with low blood pressure and a kidney infection. On Tuesday, January 20th she was admitted into ICU due to her blood pressure was decreasing, even with her medications and IVs. The kidney infection had become septic in her system, meaning it started to eat at her organs. For someone to visit her, they had to wear scrubs due to the bacteria she had. She was put on a ventalitor, had tubes to her stomach and heart, and all kinds of medications. The doctorsventalitor said she was improving on papers as far as her blood pressure and blood levels on Friday, however she did not look good on the outside. I had left work early Friday and drove down to Warner Robins to see her. It was so hard to see my grandmother with all these machines and tubes hooked up to her. I did talk to her about our memories in the past and those we get to look forward to.

On Saturday morning, the doctors told my family they had to sign the papers to not recesistate her if she were to flat line (if they did recesistate her, she would bleed to death internally). Her infection was so bad, she had maxed out on the medications to help the infection and if you were to touch her she would start bleeding. My family did sign the papers, it was especially hard on my grandpa, but he has faith in the Lord. He told us the night before, if the Lord wants to take her home, he can because she has done all she was set to do in her life. During the day she was holding strong until around 6pm when we received a call from her nurse that she would not make it through the night. We had immediately rushed to her room and told her how much we will always love her. I was in the room for a while with my family, but grandpa wanted to leave the room. He told me as we were walking back to the waiting room that he did not want to see the doctors close her eyes. After being in the waiting room for 15 minutes or so, my grandpa and I decided to go back to see grandma. After being in the room for a few minutes and talking with our family, my grandma was called home. Her heart was so strong while being in the hospital, that truly shows how big of a heart she had. When my grandpa realized she went home, that is when reality hit him, but he did remain strong for her. My grandmother now rests in peace in Warner Robins. I know she is not suffering or in pain anymore, now she is in heaven with her parents and godchild.

As I sit here and write, I remember all the good memories of my grandma. The most recent picture I have of her, is from our wedding. She was sick that day, but she was going to be there no matter what. I remember staying at my grandparents house on the weekends and eatting "poke and grit." Brett and I took our first vacation together to Hilton Head with my grandparents. I will miss my grandma's good home-cooked meals, her sweet hugs, her unconditional love, her listening ear, her advice, and her sweet smile. But I know she will always remain in my heart and be an angel on my side. I love you grandma! :o)