Today, 7 years ago, my grandpa died.
Today, 7 years ago, Mom, Jeff, Karen & I rushed back from NYC.
This may be one of the many reasons I was so unhappy in NYC this month.
Mom, Jeff, Karen, & I had a holiday trip planned for NYC in 2006 when my grandpa went back to the hospital. We were debating canceling the trip when he seemed to make a turn for the better so we headed off to New York. Just as we were finishing up the trip, we found out Grandpa made a turn for the worse, instead of better.
We changed our flights to get back quicker. I remember so clearly sitting in the lobby of our hotel uncontrollably crying.
I walked by the hotel last week and had to quickly look away to keep it together.
We got back and headed straight to ICU, which at this point we were pretty familiar with, and all briefly said our goodbyes. I will always remember how strong my grandma was that night & through the whole thing.
Then last week I had to train on floor after floor of ICUs and I did not want to do it. I just took deep breaths and somehow got through. The ICU will always be my least favorite unit.
I had this feeling something bad was going to happen while I was in New York. I know it doesn't make sense, but it was there. I definitely didn't want to go there over the holidays.
At least it's over now and I always think of my grandpa in a special way on this day.
Today, 7 years ago, Mom, Jeff, Karen & I rushed back from NYC.
This may be one of the many reasons I was so unhappy in NYC this month.
Mom, Jeff, Karen, & I had a holiday trip planned for NYC in 2006 when my grandpa went back to the hospital. We were debating canceling the trip when he seemed to make a turn for the better so we headed off to New York. Just as we were finishing up the trip, we found out Grandpa made a turn for the worse, instead of better.
We changed our flights to get back quicker. I remember so clearly sitting in the lobby of our hotel uncontrollably crying.
I walked by the hotel last week and had to quickly look away to keep it together.
We got back and headed straight to ICU, which at this point we were pretty familiar with, and all briefly said our goodbyes. I will always remember how strong my grandma was that night & through the whole thing.
Then last week I had to train on floor after floor of ICUs and I did not want to do it. I just took deep breaths and somehow got through. The ICU will always be my least favorite unit.
I had this feeling something bad was going to happen while I was in New York. I know it doesn't make sense, but it was there. I definitely didn't want to go there over the holidays.
At least it's over now and I always think of my grandpa in a special way on this day.
I think about Grandpa all the time. He was an amazing person!!
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