This past weekend...
...was quite horrible. My grandfather died on Saturday. My family went to go see my grandmother, who is in a nursing home, on Sunday. She has severe dementia of some sort. She didn't ask about my grandfather (her husband), so we didn't tell her. She didn't recognize me or any of her other grandchildren. My oldest brother couldn't come to my grandfather's funeral because he was in a motorcycle accident. He'll be ok, but he broke both hands, both wrists, and his left elbow. He had to have surgery to have pins put in his left arm. The funeral was on Monday, and was depressing, as funerals usually are. I'm back at school now, though, and life is more or less back to normal.