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zaichikarkyWell grandma died earlier this week. I appreciate everyone's support in my last entry. She just went downhill VERY fast after she broke her hip. Dad plans on cremating her, then burrowing her ashes next to grandpa's grave in Colorado.
I'm ok, actually. Talking to dad about it was very hard, but I'm not so depressed. We are all thankful that Grandma didn't have to suffer for long. She was suffering with that horrible injury and the only way to keep her from experiencing the immense pain was to drug her up so she was even more out of it than normal.
She hasn't been herself in a couple years from the Alzheimers and she was ready to die.
I've wanted to reach out to Brian, since he knows what it's like to lose a grandparent recently, but meh. I'm much better off than he was, and I have Justin to support me. He's been very supportive through it, so I appreciate that.
Grandma was a surgeon back in Russia. She was an excellent student and always got straight As. She always wanted to go to school, and she had an iron will and succeeded in anything she set her mind through with perseverance. She was starving during the war, but she always wanted to go to school, even if that meant she could take a job and get to eat. She went to school instead. Back in HS when we did a speech on who we admired most, I talked about my grandma. It's still true, I really admire her more than any person in the world. She's always been someone I aspire to be more like.
She always had to work really hard through her life. Nothing was handed to her. She was a Jew so it made it really hard to get into medical school because in Russia they tried to limit the amount of Jewish doctors. She was also a single parent since my grandfather was out of the country throughout basically all of my dad's life. She came to the US when she was over 60 and knew no English, so she spent hours studying it and going to class. She just said that she wanted to be more independent.
My grandpa died a long time ago and we moved away from her out of state in 1995, so she was kind of lonely the last few years before we brought her out to CA, but I would visit her once a year. She would always ask about me. Dad said that the last thing she wanted to do was play with my children, but that didn't get to happen. She was 87 years old and she lived a very difficult, but fulfilling life. I miss her a lot, but I didn't want her to suffer any more and hope that she has peace now.
I'm ok, actually. Talking to dad about it was very hard, but I'm not so depressed. We are all thankful that Grandma didn't have to suffer for long. She was suffering with that horrible injury and the only way to keep her from experiencing the immense pain was to drug her up so she was even more out of it than normal.
She hasn't been herself in a couple years from the Alzheimers and she was ready to die.
I've wanted to reach out to Brian, since he knows what it's like to lose a grandparent recently, but meh. I'm much better off than he was, and I have Justin to support me. He's been very supportive through it, so I appreciate that.
Grandma was a surgeon back in Russia. She was an excellent student and always got straight As. She always wanted to go to school, and she had an iron will and succeeded in anything she set her mind through with perseverance. She was starving during the war, but she always wanted to go to school, even if that meant she could take a job and get to eat. She went to school instead. Back in HS when we did a speech on who we admired most, I talked about my grandma. It's still true, I really admire her more than any person in the world. She's always been someone I aspire to be more like.
She always had to work really hard through her life. Nothing was handed to her. She was a Jew so it made it really hard to get into medical school because in Russia they tried to limit the amount of Jewish doctors. She was also a single parent since my grandfather was out of the country throughout basically all of my dad's life. She came to the US when she was over 60 and knew no English, so she spent hours studying it and going to class. She just said that she wanted to be more independent.
My grandpa died a long time ago and we moved away from her out of state in 1995, so she was kind of lonely the last few years before we brought her out to CA, but I would visit her once a year. She would always ask about me. Dad said that the last thing she wanted to do was play with my children, but that didn't get to happen. She was 87 years old and she lived a very difficult, but fulfilling life. I miss her a lot, but I didn't want her to suffer any more and hope that she has peace now.
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Date: 2012-08-10 05:48 pm (UTC)She sounds like an amazing, beautiful woman. A strong woman and one who will be remembered well because her granddaughter chose to share her with the world.
Thank you for sharing her with us, for telling us of her life. What a woman.
You take care of you.
*hugs*
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Date: 2012-08-10 06:02 pm (UTC)I am sorry to hear that she passed, but I'm also relieved she didn't suffer for long. Hip injuries can be horrible for anyone, especially an older person who is already ill.
Thank you for sharing her narrative with us.
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