My grandma is going to go under the knife sometime in the next week or two. As much as I would like to know what exactly is the cause of her need for surgery, not knowing puts my mind more to ease. She's a strong woman. She's been raped and recovered to raise eight strong and healthy children that I proudly call my aunts and uncles. She turns 73 this year in June and I hope deep inside that she still lives several more, but if if she's going to live the rest of her years suffering, well honestly I'd rather have death overcome her first than living a life of constant pain. I love you grandma. Before these tears overcome me, I'm going to play some co-op Dead Space right and enjoy the night. Adios