Waiting for Death

I'm fine. I'm just, well, waiting...

My grandmother is dying.

She has breast cancer again, but given her advanced age (94, I think), I guess they were just trying to manage it. The cancer is now in her lungs. The doctors give her 2-6 months.

My father, who is acting as her primary caregiver right now, despite the fact that my mother is her daughter—we’re not going to get into that right no…