Surprisingly, it's not about the cat...

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My grandma is dying back home. Pneumonia, and she's refusing food, water, and antibiotics. She's tired, and wants to rest. She might not make it through the night, almost certainly won't make it past sunset tomorrow.

I didn't figure she'd last long after moving to the nursing home after Christmas, but I rather hoped she'd make it until our next trip next month. Damn. Her Parkinson's and dementia have progressed to the point that phone calls have been fairly disturbing for both of us in the last few months, so I'm not sure even calling would be useful. She deserves some peace.

Rest well, grandma. We'll miss you.