There was a day I spent with my Parents and Brother this year, we ate turkey and opened presents. But it was completely different to any other christmas we’ve ever had. My Grandparents were missing. This is the second christmas since my Grandad passed away so we are still struggling with his smiling face not handing us presents and getting in the way in the kitchen! But this year my Nana was admitted to hospital 4 days before christmas day. The c bomb has struck in my family again. Its taken my Grandad, has a hold on my Uncle, and has now showed its vile self by attacking my Nana.
We got to spend what will be her last christmas day with her in hospital. But where is the christmas spirit when so many family members are missing. I am looking at my Nana knowing her time is limited. I am looking at my Dad in fear that his entire family will shortly be passed. I am becoming increasingly terrified that cancer may be inherited in the family and that my Dad, my Brother or Myself have inherited it. I am panicking because I forget things and as I write this I'm struggling to even remember 2 days ago to my last christmas day with my Nana. A million things are going through my head right now.
The NHS have been incredible caring for my Nana. Every member of staff I have seen in the hospital are always smiling, pleasant, helpful, selfless people and it is a testament to our precious NHS when a dying woman tells us every day how well she is being cared for.
I want to remind everyone that family is precious. Treasure every moment and be thankful you have so many amazing memories with them. I am grateful to have been born into such a wonderful family, and even though some have left, and are leaving soon, I feel blessed.
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