So it has been a pretty long and trying couple of weeks and I never thought that I would be able to say that we spent time visiting two Grandma's in the hospital. Grandma Garrett, as I called her, was admitted to the hospital on August 14th and passed away on the 17th. I don't know that I want to say too much about this, as it is too hard to put into words how hard this whole thing was on my family and me. But I will say that she was one of my favorite people growing up and being able to speak at her service was one of the greatest honors of my life. I will miss my Grandma more than she will ever know or more than I am honestly willing to admit.
And then Grandma Creekmur went into the hospital once a few weeks ago and again this week. She has been having issues with muscle control and dehydration, making it hard for her to live alone and manage the normal daily activities without difficulty. And with this last visit to the hospital she was diagnosed with Huntingtons Disease, which came as quite a surprise to all of us. It's a genetic disorder that normally shows symptoms much earlier than late in life. As odd as this was to hear, in some ways at least its nice to know that we might have an answer to what is going on with her.
Needless to say its been a rough couple of weeks. And to top it Olivia had her two month shots today and though she managed to make it through it with some intense wailing, it seemed like she handled it like a champ... Till now. She has been super fussy all night. You cannot put her down and she is having a hard time finishing a bottle. It's so sad. Nothing we do works... But thankfully Paul is carrying her around trying to calm her, since that is not something I can handle. I am just not good with the intense crying. But then again who is really?!?
Yeah so that is what is going on here.