I just had a call from my Mom. Apparently, my Grandma had turned rather gray and was having some language problems, so they called 911 and took her to the emergency room. She doesn't seem to be that bad off, and we don't have a diagnosis yet. However, when one is pushing 90, one want s to play it safe. Grandma's husband is also dealing with some cataract surgery recovery. Mom sounded failry calm, and I think we are all figuring it will be okay.
Grandma's a pretty tough old bird. When I went over to her house the day my Grandpa died, I recall telling her that I had told folks that "Grandma isn't a wimp." She has slowed down a tad in recent years, but she still is quite active. Heck, she got remarried less than 2 years ago to her second husband, who is about 6 years younger. We jokingly referred to him as "Grandma's Boy Toy." He is a very nice guy.
I am keeping my fingers crossed.
