Bad News. · 11:26pm May 9th
Today I received some bad news. Apparently my Grandfather who was admitted to the hospital on Monday has been diagnosed with stage 4 kidney disease. He's a diabetic who's been dealing with obesity as long as I've known him. On Monday, he was admitted to the hospital where they found that his blood sugar level was over 500. For context, 300 is an emergency. He's going to be 87 this year. The last time I dealt with the loss of a family member was in 2010 when my maternal Grandmother passed. She lived in the UK so neither me nor my Father went to pay our respects. Really I haven't dealt personally with a death in the family that wasn't a pet since I was 8 when my Great Grandmother passed away in 1998. It's an unfamiliar feeling to me.
My Grandfather has always been a light in my life. I remember flying up to Ohio for Christmases as a kid. I remember my Grandparents flying down to babysit us when my parents needed a vacation. I remember going to Putt-putt Golf and the Pizza Parlor as a kid with them. I remember him telling me bedtime stories about his childhood and the people he grew up with.
I'm not feeling sad yet. I know what is coming. Honestly I've been expecting it for some time. He's 86 and he's never been the most health conscious. However I expect the grief to hit soon when it inevitably happens. I guess I've just been blessed not to lose the people I love up till this point. But nothing lasts forever.
I’m sorry to hear that.
My condolences
My condolences.