Oct 18, 2010 00:52
I saw my grandfather today. He is in the hospital with multiple myeloma, a type of cancer that is mostly affecting his spine, and has recently come down with pneumonia.
Things are not looking good.
I haven't been able to get off time from work to see him and I've been really upset about it, so my boyfriend drove me to Kingston to see him this morning, and then drove me back earlier tonight. He stayed by me the entire time. All my grandmother/father told me about his presence is that I'm lucky to have found someone who will drive me to see my 'poor broken grandpa'.
When my dad died, I avoided the shit out of him until it was too late. When his brother died, I tried hard not to make that same mistake, and when he took his last breath, I was in the only one in the room with him and my cousin Julianne. When my grandfather goes, I want to be able to say that I was able to spend time with him. The fact that he immediately accepted Jay being there with me was a bonus I didn't expect. It touched me more than I can figure out how to say. It was the last thing I expected.
My grandparents are a lot cooler than I gave them credit for. I wish I had realized this sooner.
babbling