some soul baring

My grandpa died a little over a year ago and now the only grandparent I have is my grandma, who is the one and only grandma I have ever known. She is a really great grandma and I love her to bits. She's not my biological grandmother; my grandfather married her when I was about 5 years old, my biological grandmother died about 5 years before I was born. This shouldn't be important, it isn't to me. She's simply my grandma, though she and my mother have been estranged since my grandpa died. I call grandma every day, even though there are times we don't have much to say; sometimes a simple "I love you" and "I just wanted to let you know I'm thinking about you" is enough. She has told me that I am the only one of her 6+ grandchildren who does this and that it really means a lot to her.

Last week grandma told me that she had to go into the hospital and have her pacemaker replaced, something she said was very simple and routine. Even as she was telling me this she was expressing that she was worried about it and calling lawyers to make sure her affairs are in order. So I was a little concerned about it but willing to believe her when she said it would be fine.

I have called and left her messages every day and have been getting more and more worried because I haven't heard back from her. Today I was at my mom's house and she told me that she had heard from the probate lawyer that my grandma has remained in the hospital after having had a stroke that has left her unable to speak (we hope temporarily).

None of my grandma's three children had the courtesy to call me and let me know. I had to find out from the hospital switchboard (I called the hospital where my grandfather died, I assumed that's where she would be) that grandma was in the ICU. There are no phones in the rooms, so I had them transfer me to the nurse's station so that I could ask the nurse to tell my grandma I love her (through sobs). She assured me that grandma will be alright, but really, she has no right to say that, there is a real possibility that she will not be ok. After all, my grandfather died in that very hospital from complications of pneumonia that he picked up there.

My sister called all three of my grandmother's children to see if she could find out what is going on and ask why we weren't called. One hasn't called back, another wanted to know how she got his number (my mom gave it to her but I think I would tell him she got it off of the internet if I was her), and the last only answered when my sister called from work because she didn't recognize the number. My sister was told that if there was something she needed to know, she would be told. I get that they don't like my mom, but I don't understand what (other than love their mother) my sister and I have done to deserve such callous treatment. I have a sneaking suspicion that once my grandpa was gone they thought they were rid of us. It's just so hurtful, and it would make my grandpa (who always treated every one of them as if they were his blood kin) so sad. It makes me sad.