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So this is my second day back in Btown and already something has gone awry. My grandmother who I love and adore is in the hospital on a special breathing machine in Indy. My family of course doesn't tell me anything cuz they don't want to upset me...like I'm 10 years old or some shit like that. Yes it upset me. I can't remember how many times the thought of losing her one day has crossed my mind. I must have cried for like an hour before falling asleep for a nap. This is not how I had envisioned my spring semester starting, but it looks like I don't have much of a choice. I guess I'll be going back home sooner than I thought. I wasn't planning on going back at least for a month or so. So much for that.