Tomorrow is Christmas Eve... Traditionally we would head over to my grandma's house and she would have sub sandwiches and other random small dishes of food. Then we would open a few gifts and do the traditional white elephant gift exchange. Instead, my grandma is lying in the hospital, some days in an almost comatose state just staring up into nothing. She doesn't remember who we are, she doesn't know where she is or what is going on and she isn't in any pain (as far as we can tell). My dad and aunt are going to have to decide soon if they want to place a feeding tube since she can't feed herself and is basically wasting away; it isn't worth it to be honest, but it seems so cruel to essentially let someone starve to death. Tomorrow will be hard since our traditional Christmas Eve over at grandma's won't happen, we are still getting together as a family, but it won't be the same without her. I feel like she is essentially gone already, but it is hard to watch her still hanging on in her own confused little world. 😢