My one grandma lived until 97. I loved her very much. She was healthy up until the last few months before she died...had cataract operations and hip surgeries and healed up as good as new. She wanted to live to be 100...that was her dream. I have many fond memories of her.
My other grandma wasn't as healthy, but I'd go take care of her after her stroke; she lived in an apartment...I'd go clean on the weekends. She had to go to a home...as she just had to be watched all the time (had a pace maker and was just very fragile in health); I was in high school then. She used to make me laugh...trying to act so tough..but she was a good woman, very good woman.
I miss them both.
I just can't understand how someone would want to kill their grandma.
Me neither. My Grama raised me. I was able to spend the last coupla weeks of her life with her in the hospital 24/7. I wouldn't change it for the world. We had some great talks and a few laughs. She laughed more than me but I remember that so happily now.
My other grandmother is still alive. I have never known her very well. But, to do this!! No way. Just no way.