I went to see my Gran today.
She’s alive – and that’s supposed to be enough for me. But it isn’t.
Seeing her there, pale as the white linen around her, with 6 machines plugged into her and an enormous amount of pipes feeding into and out of her… it took all I could muster to bear it. And even then, only for a little while.
They say her brain is functioning 100%, even though it might not look like it.
She squeezed my hand and told me that she loves me…
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