Grandma As I wandered down the hall, it seemed endless. With my stomach in my throat I walked. I couldn't feel my feet touching the ground, nor notice anyone around me. I just walked. The smell of the place was intoxicating. It reminded me of insulin or disinfectant spray. I entered his room; it was dark. The sound of cars beeping echoed in my ears. I approached his bed. He was sleeping soundly. His body was fragile and looked as if it were covered in bones and skin. She was weak and tired. The cancer was eating away at her, slowly eating away at her body, her life, and her spirit. She had been ill for a couple of months now. I hated visiting her, seeing her so sick it made my stomach turn. I stayed with her in the hospital for a short visit. I hated seeing her, my grandmother, like that. She had cancer that came back and this time it was worse. The cancer began in the fall months of 1992. My grandmother felt a hard lump, the size of a pea, on her breast. It preceded a visit to a specialist, Dr. Whall. What he heard wasn't exactly what he expected. She had breast cancer. I didn't expect it either. I was afraid for her, afraid for me. She was my best friend and my confidant and I loved her very much. I spent a lot of time with her. What would I do if I lost her? Luckily the cancer didn't take her away. She lost her hair and her left breast, but made a full recovery. My grandmother was as good as new. She and I spent even more time together. I enjoyed every minute of it, trying not to take it for granted. In the summer we went to flea markets and in the winter we baked cakes. Our favorite thing to do was watch the butterflies in her garden. She was the wisest woman I knew and always gave me the best advice. Whether his advice was about boys, friends, or other aspects of life, he was almost always right. Everything between us was perfect again. My grandmother had been in remission for nine years. He always went for an annual checkup with Dr. Whall. Every year the tests were excellent. He was in perfect health. But his good health didn't last long when he went for a check-up 2001.
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