Personal Narrative: Grace E. Tucker Farm House
The crisp cold fall air breeze was flowing through the windows of the old Tucker farm house. There was a smell of food cooking and the sounds of family laughing. There will also be that one sound I won't forget ... The oxygen machine pumping. As I was sitting in the living room with my sister listening to her talk, but still managing to block her voice out to the hearing of that machine. That one sound meant my grandmother Grace wasn't going to be here much longer.
The fall of 2007 was the first of many fights for Grace E. Tucker. In November, Grace was admitted Borgess Hospital of Kalamazoo, MI with heart complications. Her body started giving out slowly. After the hospital visit she was put on oxygen. Luckily she was home in time for Thanksgiving …show more content…
and Christmas. Grace always loved when the family got together for holidays.Christmas was always her favorite holiday. Even though she was sick she didn’t let that get to her.
February came and times got rough, she becomes sicker and sicker as the times ticked on. The family got together for a dinner and everyone was eating but her. The family became very worried. In a joking manner they asked, “Do you need to go to the hospital?” She replied with a “Yes.” She was admitted to Oaklawn Hospital in Marshall, MI.
Form there she was transferred to Borgess once again.
From one thing to another things started failing on her. She had Emphysema ,O.C.O.P.D. ,heart issues, anromam behind her belly, from smoking. Grace E. Tucker passed away February 18, 2008.
I look up to my grandmother in many ways, because how strong she was during those few months, also in how positive she was staying and she didn't let it get to her. I just remember always walking into her house and seeing her sitting there in her kitchen with here bird sweaters on. Or on Christmas morning seeing her face light up when the family was all together. My most valued memories of her is lunch at Denny's dinner with her and my mom.
I didn't get to see her much at the end, I was too young to go in the ICU. I just remember my sister being the one that told me. I was sitting on her bed and she told me that grandma Grace has passed away. I was too young to really comprehend what was happening. I thought it was a joke, until that day I saw her lying there. I went up to her and told her to “Wake up.” My mom told me, “she isn’t going to.”
Now that i'm much older I can understand now how important she is, and how much she did for the family. Or how much she put into our family and how much she put in the community and how well known she was. How much she did for other people.In momorie of Grace E.
Tucker.
The fall of 2007 was the first of many fights for Grace E. Tucker. In November, Grace was admitted Borgess Hospital of Kalamazoo, MI with heart complications. Her body started giving out slowly. After the hospital visit she was put on oxygen. Luckily she was home in time for Thanksgiving …show more content…
and Christmas. Grace always loved when the family got together for holidays.Christmas was always her favorite holiday. Even though she was sick she didn’t let that get to her.
February came and times got rough, she becomes sicker and sicker as the times ticked on. The family got together for a dinner and everyone was eating but her. The family became very worried. In a joking manner they asked, “Do you need to go to the hospital?” She replied with a “Yes.” She was admitted to Oaklawn Hospital in Marshall, MI.
Form there she was transferred to Borgess once again.
From one thing to another things started failing on her. She had Emphysema ,O.C.O.P.D. ,heart issues, anromam behind her belly, from smoking. Grace E. Tucker passed away February 18, 2008.
I look up to my grandmother in many ways, because how strong she was during those few months, also in how positive she was staying and she didn't let it get to her. I just remember always walking into her house and seeing her sitting there in her kitchen with here bird sweaters on. Or on Christmas morning seeing her face light up when the family was all together. My most valued memories of her is lunch at Denny's dinner with her and my mom.
I didn't get to see her much at the end, I was too young to go in the ICU. I just remember my sister being the one that told me. I was sitting on her bed and she told me that grandma Grace has passed away. I was too young to really comprehend what was happening. I thought it was a joke, until that day I saw her lying there. I went up to her and told her to “Wake up.” My mom told me, “she isn’t going to.”
Now that i'm much older I can understand now how important she is, and how much she did for the family. Or how much she put into our family and how much she put in the community and how well known she was. How much she did for other people.In momorie of Grace E.
Tucker.