wednesday september 23

today i was about to go out for the night when i got a phone call from my mother telling me that she'd heard from my grandmother's doctor today that my grandma may only have a few more days left to live. after i spent a few minutes thinking about this, i remembered that, when i'd visited my grandma last week (seeing her for what could be the last time) the last exchange i could remember us having before she fell asleep was my describing how i like to wear some shirts with a couple buttons open to "show some chest hair." she replied "that's gross." i guess there are worse last words to share.