She's gone

Our children have no idea that they have just lost one of their great-Grandmothers, they never met her for reasons described in my previous posts.

I took my wife back up to the hospital after the twins had gone to bed, my Mum has been stying with us for a few days to help my wife. This is great because it means we can visit the hospital without having to take the kids. Can you imagine it? Explaining to 3 and 4 year olds that this lady is your great-Grandma, she never wanted to see you but she's dying now so....

Anyway, we took some de-odorant and spare clothes up for my in-laws. They'd be awake most of the night because there was a very confused elderly man in the next room that kept trying to come into their room. The door would open and he pops in shouting:

"Where's my milk? You've stolen my milk. Get out of my room."

Wouldn't help you sleep would it?

When my wife's uncles, D and T, arrived with D's wife. We managed to persuade my in-laws to come home with us for a proper rest and the pop back in the morning. T was going to stay with his mother throughout the night so she wouldn't be alone if she died.

On the way home my mother-in-law fell asleep in the back of the car. She must have been having a nightmare about the mad old guy in the hospital because just as I was driving over a hump-backed bridge she shouted out:

"Get out! Get out! You can't come in here, I haven't got your milk."

We got her out of the car at the other end and made her comfortable on the sofa.

Just before 3am we got the call to say that Grandma had died around 2:30am. She stopped breathing. Her son, T, got one of the nurses and she confirmed that his mother had passed away. Then T started making the phone calls....