Before I left to fly to Pennsylvania, the doctors there seemed as though death was imminent for my grandmother, and advised any and all family members to come quickly to see her. By the time my plane landed and I was whisked directly to the ICU where she was, she was sitting up in bed, feisty as ever, pink in her cheeks. Apparently, the shock to her heart righted a lot of wrong things that were happening, and the end is not near anymore. The biggest issue now is finding an appropriate rehab facility/nursing home for her to go after leaving the hospital: her heart is okay for now, but her strength has been zapped, and her left arm is still broken, and she just cannot live unassisted anymore.
Never let it be said that any visit to my family is a wasted visit - I'm glad I got to see Nana and spend time with family. However, the flight out was both expensive and inconvenient, and I missed some really valuable study/class time. My mom and her three brothers were all there, and it was emotionally exhausting, seeing them all stressed and worn out beyond capacity. Plus, it would only be too soon if I never laid eyes on a Bob Evans restaurant again. Just the sight of yeast rolls is enough to inspire permanent heartburn. Chambersburg, while growing steadily, is pretty much a small town still, and there's just not much around besides restaurants: Cracker Barrel, Bob Evans, Country House, etc. Things with a lot of butter.
I'm back now. Tonight, I'm missing yet another Kaplan class to go celebrate my husband in his new job and his birthday (tomorrow)over dinner. Needless to say, we are NOT being taken to Bob Evans! I'm just really tired and pretty certain that I gained about 5 pounds on this trip, but I have no energy to correct that. Sigh. Still, I am so grateful to be home. I missed Jason something terrible - I had no idea how lonely I would feel with just 5 unexpected days away from him. When he picked me up at the airport, I thought my heart was going to burst, and I wanted to surgically attach my body to his, just to be that close.
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