Okay so depressing news. My grandfather is having open heart surgery tomorrow! I am completely freaked out! My father is a piece of shit that has only provided a check throughout my life. We do not speak and haven't for about 5-6 years now. My grandfather is the closest I know to a father figure. I love him to death. He holds a special place in my heart. He had a stroke several years ago. He was in pretty good shape afterwards. But the stubborn ass wouldn't eat healthy or exercise like he's supposed to. So within the past year he had a couple more heart attacks. They put a stint in his kidney. He did all he could to avoid the open heart surgery. Now he has no choice. He is 73 and a diabetic. I'm not so worried about the surgery, more so him taking care of himself afterwards. I wish I could go through it all for him. It seems that the worst happens to the best ppl in this world. I feel so useless, like there is nothing I can do. To make matters worse I will be at work from 6am-3 then class from 4pm-8. So I will not be able to go to the hospital. I was able to go and see him earlier tonight. He was only worried about all of us missing work/school and coming down there so late. If you read this plz keep him in your thoughts!
bepps:
I like your grandpa. He sounds like me. I know I'm killing myself every day, know it well n true, but I don't care. I know I'm gonna die, that's a given, and this way it'll be MY way. Sounds like he's got the same idea. I shal indeed have a drink (or 9) for your grand-dad! 