So my Grandma has a cancerous tumor. And some nodes in the lung area.
I hate cancer.
She was having hallucinations last week -wild ones! People in her house, dogs that have been dead for years, Israelis (?) having a party in her room, cousins of mine there with her being loud, etc etc. They took her to the hospital. It was due to taking Tylenol PM. Did you know that anyone over age 50 should NOT take Tylenol PM? Something about how it affects your system and it's common to hallucinate with it (!). Anyway - they did more tests, they sent her via ambulance to Mayo Clinic (a benefit of living in MN no doubt).
She's feeling much better and just basically "hanging out" there til they figure out what to do. She had her 83rd birthday in the hospital on Thursday.
They thought it was her adrenal glad. They did a biopsy. They found cancer.
I am sad.
Just found out late last night. My Dad will be going over there (Rochester) this morning to hopefully talk to a specialist. Hopefully to get more answers, talk about treatment options, etc.
This could impact her coming to the wedding. I know it sounds selfish that I'm thinking about the wedding, but i would REALLY love for her to be there. This incredible woman, this MATRIARCH of our family, this mother of 10 (9 living), this woman who has been through so much and seen so many years. My Grandma. The quilter. The baker. The collector of everything. The hand-me-downer of beautiful pieces of glass to me. The Grandma to over 30. The Great Grandma...I don't know. I haven't done the math.