So...for those of you that have been members for a while, you've probably heard of me talk about him and his font of wisdom and witticism from time to time. My grandfather is one of the best people I know--kind always, but especially to women, children and those with special needs, fiercely independent--living in his own home, even totally blind and half deaf, slow to anger, but firey when necessary, and always, always willing to point out hypocrisy, cruelty, and injustice wherever he sees it--even when its himself...and faithful, always faithful--to my grandmother, to his beliefs, to others. My grandfather was the sort of man that took responsibility for his actions come hell or high water, that made a promise and kept it to the best of his ability, and is humble in a way that persons of this generation often lack. I love all of my grandparents...but he's my favorite. ...when I told him I was Pagan, his response was that there are as many ways to experience God as there are people on Earth.
And today I got a phone call that he probably only has a week to live.
About two weeks ago he fell and broke his arm right above the elbow, and developed cellulitis. They put him on antibiotics to be able to do surgery, and he had surgery last week. Today I found out that his kidneys are failing and the docs give him a week. Due to his age, his overall condition, etc, he (with the blessing of my family) has decided to forgo dialysis. I think...he's tired. My grandmother died about 15 years ago, he's approaching his 90th birthday on the 11th, and I think he's decided that this is it. When I saw him last he gave me an extra huge hug, because he didn't think he didn't get to see me again.
I'm not asking for a miracle. My grandfather, I think, is ready to go, ready to be reunited with my grandmother. But...if anyone could keep him in their thoughts, that he can die with peace and dignity...and (if I can be just a little bit selfish in this) that (provided he is comfortable) I can see him before he passes.
And today I got a phone call that he probably only has a week to live.
About two weeks ago he fell and broke his arm right above the elbow, and developed cellulitis. They put him on antibiotics to be able to do surgery, and he had surgery last week. Today I found out that his kidneys are failing and the docs give him a week. Due to his age, his overall condition, etc, he (with the blessing of my family) has decided to forgo dialysis. I think...he's tired. My grandmother died about 15 years ago, he's approaching his 90th birthday on the 11th, and I think he's decided that this is it. When I saw him last he gave me an extra huge hug, because he didn't think he didn't get to see me again.
I'm not asking for a miracle. My grandfather, I think, is ready to go, ready to be reunited with my grandmother. But...if anyone could keep him in their thoughts, that he can die with peace and dignity...and (if I can be just a little bit selfish in this) that (provided he is comfortable) I can see him before he passes.
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