Here's an update...

My grandfather has been in the hospital. If you've read my blog long enough, you'll know that I don't blog about my family and familial goings on very often. I try to leave stuff about them off of my blog. Once in a while, I do blog about family stuff. If you've read my blog for long enough or know me well enough, you know that I'm close with my grandparents. In that, I'm lucky that I've gotten the time to spend with them. To know them and to have them in my life. I know that and don't need to hear it because frankly, it's not comforting when one of them is very near death. I appreciate the person saying it might be trying to help in some way or might be trying to say something less generic to let me know that in time things will be fine. I get it and while I appreciate the thought and possible sentiment behind it, I already know those things and again I appreciate it but it seems a bit like a slap in the face to have my sadness countered with, "Well, at least you had them be a part of your life so chin up and be happy about that." While I am lucky and happy about them and the time I've had with them, seriously, it doesn't really help to hear something like that. Anyway... Grandpa's heart failed him a few days ago. He had to be rushed to the hospital. Grandma had to sign off on an emergency surgery for him. Three hours of surgery and then he was put in to ICU. He had to be in ICU for 24-36 hours before they would move him to an isolation room where he would be checked on every hour. My grandmother and aunts have been staying with him at the hospital during the day and then one of my aunts spends the night with him while my grandmother goes home to eat, get her bath and hopefully get some sleep. Then she's back bright and early and spend about 12 or more hours sitting in the hospital with my grandpa. In all honesty, it's looking rather bleak and I don't expect he'll be with us much longer. Though, I would love it if he did make progress and turn around and live another few years. My grandfather is tough. He's battled cancer and other illnesses for over 10 years now and we've heard several times before after visits in the hospital that he wouldn't make it home. Only, he always has bounced back and kept on keeping on. Except... He's now 87 years old and this time, I don't think he's going to bounce back. He's not able to do anything for himself currently and... I don't really want to post details right now. Not because I don't have them but because it's just too hard for me to put the words down right now. I know how I would explain everything but I just can't right now. I spent 5 and 1/2 hours sitting at the hospital yesterday with my grandma and grandpa. Boyfriend was there too and so was one of my aunts for a while. My other aunt left when we got there. It was so touching and heartbreaking watching my grandma care for him.

That's where my head has been lately and I'm just upset and worried, like everyone else in my family is. Every time my phone goes off, I get anxious and start worrying before I ever say hello and it's not good news. So bleh. I don't have much else to say. I'm not religious but if you want to pray for my family, go for it. A lot of my family is Christian and keep saying their prayers. A lot of my friends are doing the same. Happy thoughts, positive energy, good juju, whatever you want to call it; that's all good too. I appreciate everyone who has offered their thoughts and e-hugs already. *smile*

Hope y'all have a good day.
Happy Monday.