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My life is an open book for all to see. Read if you will, all my experiences and tell me how it makes you feel.
Sunday January 15 2006 - 5:45 pm. Was when my grandma took her last breath. She was 93 years old. She had uterine cancer. She wanted to fight. She did, right up until the very end. She was alert enough, 30 seconds before her heart stopped, when the doctor asked her if she was in any pain she said "no". My grandma was the strongest woman I've ever known. She took everything in stride, even the worst things only made her stronger. She looked fear in the face and laughed, she told death to take a hike , many many times. She was living with uterine cancer and kidney failure and she'd had a heart attack and was suffering from congestive heart failure. The odds were against her. But she fought anyway. She wanted to have the operation to take away the cancer, she weighed the pros and cons and decided that her best option was to have the surgery.
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