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3 Days ago my Grandpa (mom's side) suffered a severe heart attack. He was in bad shape as it was, and in his late 80's. His kidneys stopped working, as did one of his lungs. He was admitted to the hospital in critical condition. He was comatose and connected to a resporater and dialasis. My mother Immediatley called the airlines in order to see her dad one more time, alive. She is leaving for 2 weeks on Sunday, which is the soonest she can, unless she's willing to pay $2,000, which we can't. Unfortunatley that wasn't not soon enough. My grandpa died this morning. My mom accepted his heart attack with a quiet dignity and acceptance. He is very old, and very sick, she knows that. I haven't seen her yet, i don't know how she is going to handle his actual death.
My dad and I are ok. I bearly knew my grandpa, and all i know about him aren't things anyone would be proud of. I feel a bit guilty for not being more upset.
My dad and I are ok. I bearly knew my grandpa, and all i know about him aren't things anyone would be proud of. I feel a bit guilty for not being more upset.