I can't stand it, I went to see my grandma after play rehersal and she's going down hill. She's speaking less and less, its torture to watch this. I'm sorry I keep writing about her but its all I can think about. I keep seeing Mrs.B's eyes the last time i saw her. They looked so scared and confused. I dont want that to happen to my grammy. I'm so scared, I know the chance of me getting this diseas when I'm ooder is high. If I am diagnosed I will take a gun to myself, I dont want anyone to see me like that, to have to deal with what my familys going through right now. I ended up having to leave the nursing home early because I was so close to tears.
H is my name · Thu Feb 26, 2009 @ 01:02am · 1 Comments |