Even as he's dying grandpa is making me a better person
They say he most likely wont make it through the week, and they're sure this time.
I feel better about it this time I feel like I said my good bye on Christmas and every time I got to see him after that was a bonus. Last Saturday I was there with my mom and he kicked us out because he wanted to sleep, which still makes me smile. I'm ready for it this time. If he's still alive tomorrow I'm going to see him after work, but if I don't get too I feel alright about it. What I think about right now is his roommate, Arthur, he never has visitors when I'm there and I've been often enough that I should have seen someone. I think about how once Grandpa is gone Arthur won't have all of us coming around to chit chat with while grandpa sleeps. I think about how much he enjoyed it when I would bring Maverick, I would put Mav on his bed so that he could pet him and it seemed to make him happy. Then I think about all the other old people in the hall that would smile when they saw Mav and ask to pet him.
On February 9th I'm taking Mav to get tested and if he passes (keeping fingers crossed)he will be a certified therapy dog. If (even if it doesn't) that happens I'm going to go visit Arthur and the other old people whenever I can. Arthur saved grandpa before Christmas and gave me the chance to say good bye, I figure the least I can do his let him pet my dog. (that sounds dirty)
I feel better about it this time I feel like I said my good bye on Christmas and every time I got to see him after that was a bonus. Last Saturday I was there with my mom and he kicked us out because he wanted to sleep, which still makes me smile. I'm ready for it this time. If he's still alive tomorrow I'm going to see him after work, but if I don't get too I feel alright about it. What I think about right now is his roommate, Arthur, he never has visitors when I'm there and I've been often enough that I should have seen someone. I think about how once Grandpa is gone Arthur won't have all of us coming around to chit chat with while grandpa sleeps. I think about how much he enjoyed it when I would bring Maverick, I would put Mav on his bed so that he could pet him and it seemed to make him happy. Then I think about all the other old people in the hall that would smile when they saw Mav and ask to pet him.
On February 9th I'm taking Mav to get tested and if he passes (keeping fingers crossed)he will be a certified therapy dog. If (even if it doesn't) that happens I'm going to go visit Arthur and the other old people whenever I can. Arthur saved grandpa before Christmas and gave me the chance to say good bye, I figure the least I can do his let him pet my dog. (that sounds dirty)