Beginning of the End

Grandma has quit dialysis. She has no energy any more and is sick of the invalid existence. We all know that she's not going to get better. I think she's decided that she would rather die than get any worse. Only one day after quitting, the signs of kidney failure have begun. Vomiting. Diarrhea. Her blood sugar is low and she can't keep anything down. I'm not sure she'll last the night.

But Mom can't get her to and from the bathroom on her own, so I'm staying the night. A hospice worker will be there in the morning. Until then, adieu.