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quick update: i'm in Martinsville because Grandpa Ralph is really sick. He is at home with hospice care and has had a morphine patch for a while. He hasnt had anything to eat or drink in nine days now, and his blood pressure is 90/36. No one knows why or how he is alive, other than that he's a determined old bastard. He's been sleeping peacefully for days. My mom and Correll are here, and so are Elliott and Jeris and Ridge, who got to meet his great-grandpa. Peg is being weird, all telling my mom to write a eulogy and informing us that none of the grandkids will be pallbearers. it is all very weird.