supporting a life
my grandfather is in the hospital on life support. my mother took me to visit him today. i'm still not sure how i feel about that, yet.
it was a long drive up to the university where they're holding him on life support. he seems okay. i mean, her looks terrible, but he's alert and obviously aware of what's going on. i watched him scribble on a note pad to my mom. all i really got out of him was a smile. i wasn't sure if it was proper for me to be there. he really didn't seem very happy to see us. but... i don't know.
waiting for my mom to get finnished with a private chat with him,
i saw an asian woman die. it wasn't like in the movies. i mean, the dinging noises went off, but the doctorsdidn't really seem as
enthusiastic. they just calmly walked over, tried to get her heart beating aagin and then they looked ta the clock and closed the curtain.
i didn't know what to do. just sit there i guess.
it was a long drive up to the university where they're holding him on life support. he seems okay. i mean, her looks terrible, but he's alert and obviously aware of what's going on. i watched him scribble on a note pad to my mom. all i really got out of him was a smile. i wasn't sure if it was proper for me to be there. he really didn't seem very happy to see us. but... i don't know.
waiting for my mom to get finnished with a private chat with him,
i saw an asian woman die. it wasn't like in the movies. i mean, the dinging noises went off, but the doctorsdidn't really seem as
enthusiastic. they just calmly walked over, tried to get her heart beating aagin and then they looked ta the clock and closed the curtain.
i didn't know what to do. just sit there i guess.