July 28, 2003 - On this bitter sweet day,(as my friend Kris put it) while I was at the hopital waiting for my new godson to be born, my grandmother continued to fight and hang on to live. Her blood pressure was ZERO OVER ZERO from about 8 pm on. She was breathing about once every minute.

All my grandparents have pass away on even numbered Mondays, I had no reason to believe she would be any different. By midnight when I hadn't received the official call I went to bed.