Went in for a morning shift at hospital a few towns over around 8 this morning, started my shift and got into the feel of the day. My job at this location was to drive a shuttle around (not what I normally do but I messed up my leg at another location) the campus and escorting elderly people around to appointments, or leaving the campus and doing paperwork when the manager had to step out, etc. Around 10am I received a call from my mother informing me my grandmother had passed away earlier this morning, so I thought she was joking but when she responded I knew she wasn't.
She was 96 and recently diagnosed with pneumonia and heart failure, but not bad enough to where it was going to kill her anytime soon. They were planning on sending her home mid-week next week. I lost it, mainly because I didn't visit her in the hospital this recent time as I was busy with school and work, and I thought she would come home as she always had. So I started bawling alone in this shuttle for a good 5 minutes before I calmed myself, and my manager radioed, "Hey... you uh, you all good?" I was confused as to how he would know, so I asked and he said there are two or three cameras in each company vehicle, and he monitors them frequently.
He ended up sending me home for about 2 hours so I could talk to my family and see what is going to happen further along. I can see her house from mine and whenever I look out the window it feels odd seeing all of the lights off, no one on her deck, and it just being empty after so many years of her existing in it. Now's one of the times where I really wish I could time travel.