Grandma’s Comeback
Grandma’s Comeback (and Her Attempt at a Stunt Career)
We’ve had some big changes around here—and most of them are really good!
You might remember I mentioned Grandma was gaining weight rapidly—about half a pound to a full pound per day. Before her fall, she weighed 130 lbs. By April, she had climbed to 154 lbs., and at her cardiology appointment on May 30th, she tipped the scale at 176 lbs. We knew something had to change—and fast.
Thankfully, the adjustments the cardiologist made, have worked wonders. As of this morning, Grandma is back down to 151 lbs.—that’s 23 pounds of fluid gone in just two weeks. She’s breathing easier, moving better, and she feels like herself again. We’re so grateful.
Yesterday, she had a bilateral thoracentesis (removed fluid from her lungs) at Navicent Hospital in Macon. They removed 600cc of fluid from her left lung and 250cc from her right. She handled the entire procedure like a champ—no complications, no complaints. We were all relieved.
But just when things were settling down, Grandma decided to try her hand at being... independent .
This morning, I told her, “I’m going to brush my teeth and then we’ll get ready for your bloodwork.” Normally, she just sits in her chair and waits for me to help her out the door.
Not today.
While I was still brushing my teeth, she decided she would head to the car on her own. I walked out of the bathroom to find her sprawled across the porch with her walker on top of her. She had fallen trying to go outside without assistance.
Cue the panic. I think I had at least 16 heart attacks in under 10 seconds.
Thankfully, she only injured her hand—nothing broken, no serious damage. It could have been so much worse. God was watching over her, no doubt in my mind.
Needless to say, she is now grounded. No solo adventures. No unauthorized exits. No porch escapades without a co-star. I told her I’m going to find a stunt double for her from now on.
She was a little shaken up—and honestly, I’m glad. I think it gave her a healthy reminder that even when she’s feeling sassy, she still needs a hand now and then.
We’re so thankful for progress, prayers answered, and a bit of comic relief in the middle of the chaos.
