Every Ending is Just a New Beginning

So I am officially done college and it is a very strange feeling. I feel rather accomplished, but at the same time it feels like I never really did any of it...maybe having an actual graduation ceremony and diploma will help it all sink in. I actually finished super early...I've been done since Tuesday and since none of my other friends are done at Stockton I came home for a bit to take care of important issues rather than sit in the apartment watching tv and sleeping 14 hours a day. At the beginning of the week I had no idea how much there would be to do when I got home....
This week has been very good and very bad all at the same time. I made a ton of progress on the graduation party. I picked the menu and got most of the supplies (found all red and black plates, cups, table clothes etc....super exciting!). I also went shopping today and got a few presents I need to pick up for people and found graduation shoes! I love crossing items off my ever growing to-do list! Once I am moved out of the apartment a lot of my to-do list will be completed I hope and life will calm down a bit. I also got my new cell phone this week and programmed it and Mag's new cell. I now have a green env and Mag has a pink razr...lame but true....she picked it herself! And I am totally in love with my phone and how texting is now easier than ever..as if I wasn't already obsessed with texting before..thank god for unlimited! Other good news for the week...I had a job interview on Friday that I think went pretty well so hopefully good news will follow!
And for the bad portion of the week....my Gram is in the hospital. She went in on Wednesday cause she wasn't eating or drinking and we forced her to go in and get fluids put into her. She really didn't want to go and I forced the issue being my social worker self. Of course they kept her cause she was in bad shape and she has been there ever since because of the pain in her face and the lack of eating and drinking secondary to the face pain. The worst part is because of being in bed for three days she is starting to lose mobility and decline quickly. She is now waiting to move to a rehab floor, but she has to get stronger before she can even do that. She seemed a little better today when we went up but still not great. I know I worked with older adults for the past year, but it is different when it's your own grandparent. At first I questioned my decision to have her go to the hospital, but I know she needed to go and that I did the right thing. She might have declined like this either way, but it sucks to think that my decision might have caused it. Spending everyday at the hospital wasn't exactly part of my plan for starting off my post-college life...but then again this is exactly how my summer started last year as well and then we had a wedding in a week to deal with. Hopefully everything works out for the best with all of this and life starts to quiet down soon. A few minutes to breathe in the next few days would be nice....