My grandmother had a mini stroke. She went to the ER because she was dizzy and her left arm was weak. They discovered the stroke on the MRI this morning.

She is 86 years old and otherwise in excellent health. She attends her senior exercise class for an hour three days a week and is currently in the process of shoveling out mulch across her one acre property. However, I know that she will not be here forever. I am glad I brought her down here for a Memorial Day bbq. I want to spend as much time with her as possible before the inevitable.

There’s family drama between my mom and my brother so I am being the liaison between them and relaying info about my grandma to him. I know my grandma is the glue holding this family together and when she is gone, it’s likely that none of us will see each other more than a couple times a year. It’s already like that, honestly, but we all try for her sake. Without her, we will all go our separate ways I’m sure.

I’m fine with it. I’ve never been close with anyone but my grandma. In fact I carried a lot of resentment and anger for decades. I’ve finally made it far enough in therapy that I’ve determined I can only care for my own mental health and I cannot get involved in anyone else’s drama and personal problems. If someone needs help with something tangible like fixing something or cleaning out a room I’m fine with it. Otherwise, they need to take responsibility for themselves and seek therapy. Everyone needs therapy and quite possibly medication but whatever. Not my issue.

Anyway. Tomorrow the kids have off and we have a professional development day. Should be an easy day. I finally made an appt for CR to see an orthodontist. And I made an appointment for myself to see a dr regarding my continued fatigue. Every day I feel like I’m falling asleep and I just want to rule out physical causes before I start to assume it’s the massive amount of meds I’m on.