Down, down I come like glist'ring Phaeton

Mar 20, 2009 22:15

Well, I'm pretty much out of hope. My grandfather's condition has not changed. He's just...the same as he was yesterday. The doctors wanted to move him to Boston, but he would have died in transit. So, they are going to try one more treatment. If it doesn't work, then this is it. He won't make it. We'll know whether or not it works in the next 24 hours.

I feel so damn sad. I haven't stopped crying for the last two days. And everyone has been so kind and wonderful. Brittany, Sam, my parents, Stu, even my professors. One of them saw the look on my face and was like "What can I do my dear?" He's always been really kind, and I almost cried cuz he didn't even know what was happening and he wanted to help. And Stuart was waiting for me online tonight, when I know he usually goes out on Fridays. And I've been texting Sam and Britt nonstop. I just feel like, it's not going to be ok. I'm not ok. I'm not. Tomorrow morning I'm going to say goodbye to my grandfather. My LAST and ONLY one. And I've only gotten closer to him these last few years. For most of my life, I've been a near stranger to my grandparents. I don't know how I'm going to say goodbye to him without having a nervous breakdown.

tough stuff, sad, grandpa, friends

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