We got a text from my dad on the 2nd saying that my grandpa could be dying. He has a DNR, and it goes beyond that, really. He also has specific orders to not treat any illnesses, even simple ones. This causes me much stress, to be perfectly honest. We were told he was weak and disoriented and that they’d know more in a couple of days, but that the speculation was pneumonia. I don’t waste time when it comes to these things. Two days are too long to wait to see if a possible “last visit” is really needed. To me, a possible “last visit” that turns out to be u”nnecessary” is just an extra visit with my grandpa – which is a good thing!
We made plans to go home on the 4th. The 3rd was just too hectic and Matthew still had a residual cough from the holidays, so we figured an extra day for that to settle down would be good. My dad called the morning of the 4th to say that we’re welcome to come, of course, but that Grandpa had made a miraculous recovery. Of course he had. He ALWAYS does.
But some day, he won’t.
We went home anyway, and saw Grandpa two days in a row. The first time, only I saw him for a couple of minutes to say hello. The next morning, he was up and at ’em, watching football and eating breakfast. We had a nice visit. Matthew was scared of his oxygen mask, but was still smiley and happy to see him after he warmed up. When Grandpa got in bed without his oxygen mask, Matthew wanted to be in there with him. Of course he did 🙂
I’m not sure that any of these pictures are different from one another, but I love them all for different reasons!
This is my contribution to The Monday Snapshot over at PAIL Bloggers. Go and check it out!