I’m worried that my grandma was the glue that held our family together. I’m worried she didn’t know how much I adore her. I’m worried she’d be disappointed in me. I’m worried we won’t be able to weather this.

My grandma is still in the ICU. She’s nearly off her ventilator but still on dialysis. She opened her eyes today, responded to our prompts, got cranky and annoyed in a good way. Tomorrow they’re hoping she’s gonna be fully awake consistently, sitting up, fully off ventilation.
It’s been a rough couple of days