SuperNova
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- Mar 16, 2007
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Excuse me if I end up rambling. I went down to Delaware Friday night to visit the man who had a lot to do with making me the man I've become. My grandfather is 86, although 3 weeks ago you would've sworn he was only 56, the way he worked and the strength he had. He is about 5'6" and was 174 lbs and even at 86 you wouldn't want to cross him. We'd go diving for his mooring anchor and he could still hold his breath for better than 100 seconds(he was career Navy). Just an amazing individual. So anyway he had a major stroke on May 29th and has since developed pneumonia(sp). He is paralyzed on his left side and also his throat. So they've installed a feeding tube in his stomach and he's on oxygen. He has dropped to 159 lbs and can't communicate, doesn't open his eyes and his breathing--oh, man. I sat with him for 8 hours and just talked to him and joked with him. I just got my summer haircut, so I put his hand on my head and let him feel how short it was. (He hated it when I grew it long in the 80's). When I came out of there my chest hurt and the next day I had the worst headache I've had in years. It was so hard to see this man, who was always a rock, laid up like that. I don't think even prayers can help at this point. The doctors didn't expect him to survive the weekend. I haven't gotten a call yet with bad news so I figure he did survive so far. Anyway, I don't want any sympathy or anything, I just had to unload. But it doesn't feel like it helped.
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Stan
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Stan