My 90 year old gran, who is very dear to me, collapsed at the weekend. My dad and I raced the 3 1/2 hours up the motorway to be by her side and hold her hand and we're still here, waiting for any sign of improvement, along with other members of our family who we have called to come since, as the prognosis is not good. The next few hours are critical, but so far she hasn't responded to the drugs they've given her, and they've been unable to stabilise her.
I'm eternally grateful that I'm in the UK right now, that I'm not in Australia, debating whether I'll get here in time, like my Aunty is in America, or halfway round the world and out of communication.
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