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My dad's mother fell and hit her head on friday, but seemed okay. She was active enough, so no one did anything. Around 6am this morning, my parents got a call that she'd fallen into a coma. I drove them to the airport (as my relatives on that side live in oklahoma and we're on the west coast here) and I started back home, as there's not enough money for anyone else to go out there.
Turns out, a few minutes after they'd gotten into the airport, my grandmother died.
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My relatives on that side tend to live long, she could've kept going for another decade if not for this. Her husband is gone, lost to Alzheimer's though still with a pulse. I don't wonder which is better.