one of the worst weeks in my life

I have been remembering something that happened over 20 years ago and thought I would write about it today.  I can't remember the which days of the week things actually happened, do I will make those up to help move the story along.  But everything else is true.  One of those never gonna happen in a lifetime things, but true.

When my grandmother (my mom's mom) was in the hospital the doctor said she was getting better and could probably go home in a few days.  Sometime during the night we got a call saying she had taken a turn for the worse. (Well, I am here to tell you, yes it was for the worse, but it was a lie.) We rushed to the hospital to find out that she had died. (guess the turn for the worse is hospital speak for "died") This was sometime Monday night or in the wee hours of Tuesday morning.  Tuesday we start to make funeral arrangements. Then my dad gets a phone call.

My dad's sister (who lives about 1hour away) had been sick with bone cancer (which had followed her breast cancer).  She had been doing ok, but the call was to say that she had died sometime during Monday night/Tuesday morning.

Now, we have 2 family members that died close to the same time on the same day.  Mom is planning granny's funeral and dad's brother-in-law is planning Aunt D's.

To shorten the story, they were both at the funeral home for visting at the exact same time but in 2 different cities.  My brother and I stayed with mom here in town, while my dad's best friend went with him to his sister's viewing.

They were both buried on Thursday.  Grandma, here in town, at 10 am and Aunt D, an hour away, at 1 pm.  Dad drove to granny's funeral, the rest of us with mom's sister in the limo, to the graveyard.  As soon as the funeral was over we hopped into the car with dad and rushed to Aunt D's funeral.  We made it with just about 15 minutes or so to spare.