A few days ago texts began coming in, a group text actually, my gram is in the hospital and they were flying her to a major Hospital in Seattle. 

My gram who was until this happy, healthy, and my favorite. My gram who has been through so much in her life and things were finally getting back to a place where she was truly happy. My gram who I don’t call nearly enough or visit nearly enough. The woman who I take her nearness for granted even though I know my time near her is in short supply. 

That wonderful lady I get the privilege of being related to is in the hospital fighting off a major infection. She has had two surgeries in the last few days and they aren’t sure if she will need a third yet. 

I have to say this is the most terrifying thing I have ever dealt with and the not knowing is the the worst part. I’m lost and scared, unlike when I was a kid my parents are just as lost and scared as I am.