One more bad thing to add to my list
Nov. 4th, 2004 11:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
themegalooAnd this, I'm afraid, trumps the election and passing of Ammendment 1. This, to me, is far worse.
My grandfather (Actually my mom's stepdad, but he's the coolest relative EVER.) had a heart transplant about 10 years ago (I can't remember if it's 9 or 11). At anyrate, he'd been doing really well for a very long time. Until recently. He's been in and out of the hospital for the past several months due to a sort of cancer caused by all his medications. I hated seeing him have to take those, he honestly had a huge handful of them. He was so wonderful and I hated that he had to go through all that everyday.
But in the past few weeks, thigns got really bad. He was in the ICU and he went on life support sometime earlier this week. He was in a lot of pain, they were about to start a whole lot of really painful procedures and he wasn't the same man anymore.
He never wanted to go back on lifesupport again, he was on it for like, a very long time back when he was waiting for his heart.
They ceased life-support this morning out of respect for that wish. He passed away twenty minutes later.
I just can't believe he's really gone. When we'd go visit I'd sit up just talking to him for hours...and because his whole house is like...open, mum came down and asked if we were ever going to go to bed one night. He was incredible to talk to.
I will always associate him with books. He loved to read, especially sci-fi. Half my book collection back home came from him (he gave me the fantasy ones!) He took me and my sisters to a two-story book store once. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.
I bet heaven IS like that for him. Filled with books and loved ones.
I miss him so much already.
My grandfather (Actually my mom's stepdad, but he's the coolest relative EVER.) had a heart transplant about 10 years ago (I can't remember if it's 9 or 11). At anyrate, he'd been doing really well for a very long time. Until recently. He's been in and out of the hospital for the past several months due to a sort of cancer caused by all his medications. I hated seeing him have to take those, he honestly had a huge handful of them. He was so wonderful and I hated that he had to go through all that everyday.
But in the past few weeks, thigns got really bad. He was in the ICU and he went on life support sometime earlier this week. He was in a lot of pain, they were about to start a whole lot of really painful procedures and he wasn't the same man anymore.
He never wanted to go back on lifesupport again, he was on it for like, a very long time back when he was waiting for his heart.
They ceased life-support this morning out of respect for that wish. He passed away twenty minutes later.
I just can't believe he's really gone. When we'd go visit I'd sit up just talking to him for hours...and because his whole house is like...open, mum came down and asked if we were ever going to go to bed one night. He was incredible to talk to.
I will always associate him with books. He loved to read, especially sci-fi. Half my book collection back home came from him (he gave me the fantasy ones!) He took me and my sisters to a two-story book store once. I thought I'd died and gone to heaven.
I bet heaven IS like that for him. Filled with books and loved ones.
I miss him so much already.
