Personal Narrative Grandma

It was a few days before everything happened. I knew she hadn’t been feeling well lately but i just thought it was like any other time she felt sick. A few years prior, my grandma had been diagnosed with alzheimer's. Ever since then, she needed a full time nurse to watch and help her everyday. I remember always going to her house and having to remind her of my name every time. It was hard for me to process at the time. I wondered why this was happening but as I got older, I knew she couldn’t control it. Back to the week of December 13th, 2015. My grandma had not been feeling well and was rushed to the hospital. On Monday, December 14th, my aunt called my mom saying my grandma had been placed on life support and we should come to the hospital …show more content…
I was thinking back to all the great memories I had with my grandma. From her asking us what to eat for lunch everyday and meeting her in the same pew at church every sunday at eleven am for as long as I remember. The moment came back as a loud, beeping noise shocked me. I take one look at my grandma, and goosebumps shoot throughout my whole body. Seeing my grandma with all those tubes hooked up to her and her unable to move or talk is a moment I will never forget. I walked up to my grandma, hearing my cousin breathe deeply trying to hold back his tears, and I held her hand. All I was thinking was, why is this happening and why to such a great person? We sat there with my grandma for a few minutes before the doctor brought us back into the waiting room. Once we left the room, my cousin and sister broke down crying. And soon after, so did I. This was the first time our family had experienced death of someone who we were very close with. And none of us knew how to handle it. We decided to go home and get some rest. After that long day, I finally fell asleep. I woke up and Tuesday December 15th, finally came. One of the worst days of my life was ahead of