Sunday as I got home from camping and wheeling with the Jeep I got a call from my Grandma saying that my Grandpa had to go to the hospital. He keeps getting worse as each day passes. Last night at 3 AM on my way home from a friends house I get a call saying that Grandpa called home and said "I need Dave to come to the hospital and save my life" so I turn the car around and head over to the hospital and sit there with him to keep him company and keep him at ease until 8 this morning. Came home, took a nap and went and visited him for about an hour today and then met some buddies at the bar to try and get my mind off things. When I was just about to head home I get a call saying that he had to be put on a ventilator or else he would have died before the night was over.
I know none of you know me and I just post randomly, but I really needed to just vent a little and you all seem to be a real good group when it comes to shit like this.
Thanks for reading.
I know none of you know me and I just post randomly, but I really needed to just vent a little and you all seem to be a real good group when it comes to shit like this.
Thanks for reading.