I made similar calls to my sister and a few other relatives. Each one, feeling guilty, agreed to send money. In no time, I had collected a significant amount! I kept them all in suspense, claiming Grandma was hanging in there. I revealed that visitation would be allowed the next day.
I slept over at Gran-Gran’s so she wouldn’t be alone. The next morning, I booked a trip for her and myself to a beautiful destination she’d always wanted to visit. I surprised her with the tickets.
“Gran-Gran, pack your bags. We’re going on a trip!” I said, grinning from ear to ear. Her eyes widened. “What? How did you afford this?”
“Let’s just say I collected a few IOUs,” I replied with a wink.
We spent a week at a beach resort, enjoying the sun, the sea, and each other’s company. I made sure Gran-Gran had the birthday celebration she deserved. We took countless pictures, capturing EVERY joyful moment.
Before we left I reassured everyone by informing them that Grandma was being discharged. I stated that her fall was due to stress. I assured them that I would take care of her and that they did not need to worry.
I shared the trip images on social media and tagged all of our family members. The captions included phrases such, “Best birthday ever!” and “Gran-Gran’s special getaway!” It didn’t take long for my phone to begin vibrating with calls and texts.
The first one was from my mom. “But you said the money was for the hospital!” she cried. “But you promised you would come to her brunch and you didn’t,” I replied calmly, then hung up.
Next, my brother called. “What the hell, sis? You tricked us!”
“And you broke Gran-Gran’s heart,” I shot back before ending the call.
