I don’t want to say too much at the moment, as it will all make me cry, but my gorgeous 95 year-old nan is currently in hospital pretty critically ill.
The main characteristic of my nan is that even at her massive age, she totally has her wits about her.
When she went into hospital in the ambulance on Friday, the nurse said her, “So how do you feel?”, and my nan answered “With my hands!”
Anyway, the last 48 hours have been especially difficult for us as because of what’s wrong with her, the toxins in her system (not meds) have been making her hallucinate and feel confused. it has made for some laughable moments (as you can imagine), but it is also very scary.
However, sometimes her moments of lucidity are just as amusing. This evening, while she was slipping in and out of consciousness, she suddenly declared “Oh, if I was forty years younger!”
“What nan? What would you do if you were forty years younger?”
“Peter. He comes and looks at my feet. He’s a lovely young man. If I was forty years younger!”
And then she slipped off again with a little smile on her face.
Love my nan. There’s still life in the old dog yet.