I was at the hospital with the rest of my family. My grandmother had had her second stroke. I was pregnant with my first born and a month away from having her. I went in my grandmother's hospital room to see my aunts, cousins, and mom crying. I looked at her in her bed and saw this tiny figure of a body shaking and hearing her breathing out of control. I couldn't believe that they would leave her that way. I felt that they should put her out of her misery. They said that she couldn't feel anything but I just couldn't believe that. I sat there and watched her until she died that night. I didn't cry, I was numb and shocked. I couldn't cry, I was relieved that she was in peace finally.