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Dec 25, 2007 00:19

So. I went to my grandparent's for christmas. 4 months ago, my grandpa was given 4 months to live. He's basically catatonic. He said hi to me and mustered up the strength to hug me. I spent 4 hours drawing him this picture that I was so proud of. After struggling for 5 minutes opening it, he said nothing. He just looked at it, then set it down in his lap. He didn't talk the entire night. He didn't move the entire night. He's pretty much already dead.

It's so fucking hard to see him like that. He's always been strong, invincible even. And now, he's so frail. He lifts his arm, and you can see the outline of his bone.

And it gets so much better.

I was considering going to my father's side of the family's christmas this year, just because I miss them and I know my grandparent's are getting old.
I called my aunt today to ask her when and where it was, and afterward, she told me it would be nice if I came "because of grandad." ...
Apparently, they're surprised he's made it this far. He's in a wheelchair. He sleeps 20+ hours a day. He's losing his memory. Last time he went to dialisis, they pulled a liter of fluid out of his lungs. A liter of fluid. They don't expect him to live more than a week.

Both my grandpas are going to die any day.

Merry fucking christmas.
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