Friday, November 27, 2015
Thanksgiving 2015 (14) Mason Saunders
In the past, Thanksgiving has been a time that I've sat back and my older relatives would make me and my cousins feel comfortable. Not this year. Several days ago my grandmother was involved in an accident while she was walking the family dog. It darted forward and pulled her off balance and her head hit the ground. An ambulance came for good measure and she was given an MRI at the hospital. They found bad hemorrhaging on her brain stem so she was rushed into brain surgery. Because of her excellent physical condition, I did not even think of this brain surgery as being a serious event. It was. We got a call at 9 PM on Monday night that she was precariously hovering between life in death; there was no balance. My family elected that this was too significant an event to wait until next morning so me and my mom drove through the night. When we arrived at 7 AM the next day, she was brain dead. This left a series of extremely difficult decisions up to the adults. As they comforted her and stayed at the hospital, I took role as the head of 3 siblings, 2 cousins, and an obnoxious dog. After a lot of Xbox and too much laying around, we finally got fed up with not doing anything productive. This year, we would make thanksgiving dinner. Fortunately, my mom had purchased all of the ingredients for the dinner so it was a matter of preparations. 8 hours of preparations. But between my sisters and older cousin, the work was finished. This year, we eat on Thanksgiving in remembrance of Judy Saunders.
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