only 2 months ago and my dad took his heavenly flight.
Only a God-called grandmother could love you as she did. The only way your grandmother could have ever share such love for you was first being loved by God. Paradise is her home!
My dad had COPD and was diagnosed with cancer in November of 2006 and sent home with hospice with 6 months to live. He passed away in less than 2 months.
He asked hospice to please not let him "smother to death." His last 2 weeks were exactly as you described. I had difficulty watching as he was administered morphine and Ativan because I knew the morphine would suppress his respiratory system even more. He was on oxygen but struggled with every breath. He began to conserve all his energy just to breathe. He was alert but spoke very little. He was given only water via sponge and all medications were stopped the week of his passing. My family and I were by his bedside the entire time, and every day he became more weaker. He asked that we pray that the Lord would come soon, and all this time I'm trying to convince my family that we needed to take a more aggressive approach (IV fluids and blood transfusion). Early morning on the day of his death he became unconscious. There was the most precious, sweet comfort and peace felt by everyone in the room at the exact moment my dad drew his last struggling breath and took his heavenly flight.
As 2 months have now passed, I realize the care he received was appropriate, and hospice was loving and caring. I just wasn't ready to "let my dad go."
May you feel God's presence in the sweet memory of your grandmother. Grandmothers are earthly angels from God.