Nana`s still here. We thought that she may have passed on by now but she`s still here.

We saw Nana this morning, and she hasn`t really changed since last night.

Stretch called WINZ today and got a $30 food grant, which he promptly spent on meat for his mates BBQ which they were meant to be having tonight, which I thought was really, really dumb, because $30 could have carefully been spent on food to last him right through the week. But in the end, he`s contributing it to someone who is going to give him board and food and a shower (damn, he smelt today!).

So we dropped Stretch out at Whakatu and then Stick and I cruised around in her car for a bit having talking and stuff, before ending back at the hospital.

When we got there we had a little shock. Her eyes are getting more purple, her breathing is more shallow, however less rattlier because she`s off the fluids. Her arms are cold, but her feet and legs are not. Stick and I were discussing it, and we are thinking that it`s getting near the end for her. From watching her for the last three days, and seeing how she`s been going, her breathing now is only just enough to go in and out. Occasional she`ll take a deep breath and sometimes she`ll let out a couple of sighs like she`s having a dream, but she`s defiantly not going to wake up again.

We had one of her friends from the church where Nana used to work come and read her last rites, (or dying prayers) which Nana would have liked. It was quite a scary time, because I then felt like that Nana would pass on, especially when she let out a big breath, and took a little bit to take another one.

At the moment, I`m sitting here on my own because Stick is over at the motel talking to one of her friends. I want to ring Kies, but I don`t have much time on my phone, and I only kinda do, kinda don`t. I tell you what though, people have been so supportive. Everyone`s been saying “I`m here, just let me know if you need anything”and it`s so appreciated. Thank you very much everyone.

I`m going to go talk to Nana now.

Tags: Death, Life Stuff