Not quite just a day really 6 years in the making. My last surviving grandparent my grandmother is dying. She suffered a stroke 6 years ago and she has not been well since. Before she was lively and active after she was a shadow of herself. She stopped being active and began to show signs of alzheimers. Her health has been declining ever since my father and aunt have been doing what they can to help, but it is never enough. Recently, her health has dropped off precipitously. Two weeks ago she suffered a fall and was rushed to the hospital. My father and aunt lost sleep, but everything seemed fine. This weekend she was rushed to the emergency room due to shallow breathing. When my father and aunt spoke to her doctor they discovered that she has a pneumonia and bronchial infection. Ever since things have gotten worse. My father got a serious cold from the hospital, he went back today because they were called by the doctors. She was intubated and he refuses to leave her side. He is getting no sleep and he is preparing for the very worst casting a macabre shadow over my mother and myself. I'm usually stoic and the strong one, but I'm having a difficult time. I just don't know if I'm coming or going. My grandmother is dying and things are spiraling. There is no light here everything just seems to get worse and I'm burning myself out trying not to break down.