The Call
Josh Laws
The Frist Call
My mom finished maybe five minutes before my grandmaw called her cell phone. She was on the phone a minute or two when she looked at us with tears in her eyes and said, “We got to go to the hospital; your great grandmaw is dying.” I was feeling angry and worried about what going to happen. I was almost in tears because if she died I would lose the person that pretty much raised me the first couple of years of my life.
Hospital
I was feeling depressed as we rushed back to meet the family to see what happened. My dad, mom, brother, grandmaw, pawpaw, aunt, uncle and I stood in the hall, and my grandmaw said she had roughly 24 hours to live. I went into the room by myself to talk to her. She was so pale and fragile; she looked so cold, almost bluish. We talked about my last season of football and if I was playing again the next season. After that, she kept saying, “I want to go home”. At the time, I didn’t know if she meant go home as to her house or she meant go home as to heaven. I’ll soon find out, so I kept telling her that once she gets better, she can go home.