Reality check...

Watching the a.m. news, Ch 3 traffic girl talking about a head-on at Scott and White Rock Roads. Greg sometimes goes that way to work. We know a lot of people that ALWAYS go that way. Chances are we know the victims, although no details at this time. Time-wise, it could have been Greg, but I hesitated to call him thinking no news is good news. The phone rings as I'm getting out of the shower, and our talking caller i.d. says it's a 'private caller'. I didn't answer, thinking it was Carrie (no time to talk to her this a.m.) and when no message was left I figured for sure it was her. Seven minutes later the phone rings, caller i.d. says it's Greg at work (whew...at least he wasn't involved in the accident) so I answer. He doesn't sound right, and asks if his mom called. Uh...no... Grandma died this a.m. That was MIL calling from grandma's phone with the 'private caller' i.d. We knew it was coming. Just yesterday she was sent home from the hospital (had been there 3 weeks with pneumonia, not getting better, not getting worse). We knew when she came home, nothing extraordinary would be done for her. Her mind was failing her too...sometimes. Last week when when we visited her in the hospital (her helper was there, keeping her company the whole time, g-ma dressed, doing physical therapy, only hooked up to IV antibiotics) she was sorta with it, keeping up with conversations, but telling us that she's got the cat in the other part of the house. Nurse comes in to do the breathing treatment and g-ma asks if she came in through the garage cuz she's got the cat out there! It was funny. Grandma was funny. She could be mean as a snake with her sharp tongue. She'd been through so much in her 85 years, and we are all so lucky to have had her in our lives.

Guess I'll keep trying to get ahold of MIL. Funny, part of me feels as if everything should be canceled...like going to work...any excuse to get out of that! and dinner with my mom and sister tonight. But why? Grandma wouldn't want that. But I suppose we need to gather 'round MIL and auntie...well, all of the family. Grandma will be cremated, and we'll have a memorial, likely when Jeff comes home from Korea at Christmas. I'll need to call my mom, sister, and dad to let them know. I'm just not up to being on the phone right now.