I want to be tough when I grow up

My granny slammed her hand in the door of her car. She had to get stitches. When I called after she was home from the doctor to check on her, she was making dinner for my cousins. She sounded perky. She told me she was tough, and it didn't really hurt that bad. She is tough. About a year ago, I was at her house, which was under construction. She was going to her car while I was talking to my uncle and sister. When we heard her calling for us we went running to find her. She had fallen down some steps and broken her nose. She was tough then too. That wasn't even close to how tough she was when she had open heart surgery a couple of years ago. But, now she's stronger and tougher than I've ever been. My grandfather has Alzheimer's. He hasn't wanted to let her take on some of the things he's always done, like paying bills. But, he's finally agreed to do it. I can tell when she talks about it how draining it is on her. I wish their was something I could do to help her. She's an unbelievable grandmother. She's taught me so many things about cooking, being compassionate, giving people the benefit of the doubt, and how to remain strong no matter what difficulties you might face.