Today was wretched. Papa's sister died, and he flew out this morning to go to the funeral. He asked Nana if she wanted to go with him, and she said no up until we got to the airport to drop him off. Then for the next few hours she thought he didn't love her anymore and that he wouldn't let her go with him. I kept explaining to her that there wasn't enough time for her to get a ticket, but she was crying and was very upset.
Then, we took my dog to the vet, where I was told she probably was sick and have to wait a few days to find out why. So all day I was crying about that and Nana was comforting me, until she forgot why I was crying and thought it was because I didn't like her. But we went out to dinner and had a good time. Then, when we got home, she wanted to send out flowers to the funeral, but everywhere was closed or something, so we have to wait until tomorrow, which she is none too pleased.
But, on a good note, she made a cup of coffee today! Usually, she just tells people what she wants until someone gets it for her, but today she was very mad when I got up to make it. She got out the cups, coffee, put the kettle on, and made some coffee. She was so proud!
I had a question, but I forgot it... soo... the end! (sorry for the pointless post, I'll make up for it later)