I hate this disease! Why did it have to choose my grandmother? Its torcher watching her day after day, I know she knows somethings wrong. Last time I went to see her she didn't know who I was. No one I know understands, I dont expect them to and I dont want them to feel this kind of pain. When I saw Mrs.B befor she passed I wanted to cry because I know thats the same way my Grandma will be soon. I cant handle seeing her like that. I'm a strong person but this disease effects more than the person who has it. Its a slow and painful torture for there family.
The pain comes on randomly and I cant controll my emotions, I just melt. I keep seeing Mrs.B's eyes, it hurts so much. Its tearing me up inside, I try to pull myself together for my friends and familys sake but every day its becoming harder.
 H is my name · Sat May 02, 2009 @ 01:48pm · 3 Comments |
