The Two Strongest People I've Ever Known

I only met 3 of my grandparents, my Mums father was married twice and I only met my Mums step-mum, she died when my brother and I were very young though so I don't remember allot. My mums birth mother died long before I was born, I forget how though.
My Dads father died a couple of years before I was born, I think in 1992.
So I only have 2 grandparents left.

Talking about them both is kind of hard for me, but at the same time is an honor because i'm proud of them both.

 

I'll first talk about Dads Mother.
She is the most amazing woman I've ever known, I idolize her for everything, her personality, her strength and how she never lets anything stop her.
My grandma is in her late 80's.
She is the grandparent that I was the closest with, she is, was and always will be the most amazing person ever.

In 2004 she left her home, which she had lived in since my dad was a kid. And she moved in to a granny flat in our yard that had been made for her. She lived with us for about 5 years. Then one day, my Mum went up to see her, like she did everyday at 12:00PM, and she wouldn't answer her door, my Mum was calling out to her and still got no answer, this went on for hours, literally. I imagined the worst. After a few hours my Mum called for I think police, I don't remember, and they knocked the door down and found her unconscious in her bathroom, they took her to the hospital where we visited her a few hours later. She was really sick and no one knew what has happened, I remember we found out eventually but I don't remember what it was. After a few weeks in hospital she came home, she wasn't't as good as she use to be but she was still doing great. Then, on mothers day she got worse again, she couldn't't get out of bed and seemed really confused, she was talking about things that had apparently happened 50 years ago etc. She was talking about 'leaving the fire on' and 'getting the kids back from school' it was awful seeing her like this, again she was sent to the hospital where she was diagnosed with dementia, over the next year she was moved from 'The Austin hospital' where she had actually worked at 30 years ago,
where she was successfully fighting the dementia, then she got moved to a re-pat hospital and stayed there for a while. And now she is in a nursing home in the re-pat hospital, she has been there for about a year now, and she fully fought off the dementia and is doing great. I'm so proud of her, she is doing better than ever, there are still some days where shes not to well but she still keeps going.

Now I'll talk about my Mums father, this is allot harder for me to talk about.
My Mums father lived in Bendigo, and after his second wife died he didn't't come to Melbourne to visit us anymore, except for one Christmas where he finally met my Dads mother after years After that he didn't't come back down to Melbourne to see us, but my Mum talked to him over the phone every single night for 10 years.About half a year ago, he started to suffer worse stages of his dementia, when he was talking to my Mum, he didn't seem to know what was going on or who he was talking about. A few days later, he past out, or something, I'm not sure what happened, but he was put in hospital, he had apparently neglected his dog for a while without knowing because his dog "Tiger' was really skinny, Tigers alright though, he is now staying with another relative and recovering well.
My grandpa didn't remember anyone but one of his sisters, over the next few days he remembered his dog, and was beginning to fight his dementia. The whole family was so proud that he was still fighting his illness, despite being in his 80's. Then about a month later, he was thought to be doing really well, some family down in Bendigo where planning on visiting him, but then, out of nowhere he suffered a stroke and past away. It was a huge shock to everyone in the family. I still can't believe it, but I know he was strong and he had lived an amazing life and I'll always remember him for that. Thats why I'm not as sad as you would think, because I know he's in a better place now and thats all that matters.

R.I.P Pa.
 

Well thats it, I only have one grandparent now. But i'll always remember them all though, I've heard stories about my Mums birth mother and my Dads, father, and I remember my step-grandmother enough to know that she was great too, so I know they were great people.  

CGFE CGFE
18-21, F
1 Response Aug 9, 2010

Your grandparents seem like really amazing people, I'm soo sorry to hear about your grandpa though