Aug 24, 2010 - 6:55 pm
My Grandma passed away on July 31st from tongue cancer. I was her caregiver, and she meant the world to me. I think I've been coping with her passing well I guess. There are things that remind me of her every day that make me sad. And there are things that will just make me laugh at old memories.
Something that's been on my mind for a while now (even a little bit before she passed), is to go to nursing school. I'm not sure if it's me grieving or not, although some days I'm sure it's not. I just feel the urge to go make sure people get the care they deserve. I met amazing nurses and health care professionals with my Grandma. But I've also met terrible ones, and you really don't appreciate the good ones until you've met the bad.
I guess I'm really confused and not really sure what to do now.