What is making it harder, is I am trying to be level headed and supportive for my dad and family too. I don't think I am doing a good job of supporting my mom. I am sure she is terrified, I am.
I really what more time for my daughter too. That probably sounds selfish but my Mom watches her every day. I don't want her to come with grips with death this soon. I don't want her to loss someone she loves. Last night she said to me "Daddy sit do, I want to talk." So I do thinking she is stalling going to bed. The girl is three and a half she shouldn't talk like she does but much of what she says comes from my wife and I or Kipper.
"Grammie is sick, where is she sick?" My mom doesn't look sick this is just the beginning of this but she understands something is up. I say "She has a soar in her head." "She is going back to the hospital?" Keri asks, which I can tell she is affair. My mom just came back from one hospital with seizures being brought on by the tumor, it was how we discovered this thing. I say yes she is going to be helped by the doctor. I am almost crying at this. I tucked her in and left, She called my wife in and asked the same questions.
What do I do? I don't know how to tell her Grammie is sick and I am scared. I don't know how to tell my girl about death. She understands people go away and she doesn't seem them again, i guess. My parents had a dog who died recently I don't know if she really gets it. I don't know what to do.