A Hard Easter:
After a sunny Easter morning at Dad’s house, I arrived back home to find my house full of friends and family at 3pm. In the time it took me to walk upstairs and come back down, my grandpa’s heart had stopped beating and my cousin (who is a nurse) had started it up again. The paramedics were called and I spent the rest of the day beside the uncomfortable cot thingy they had grandpa on until they could find a bed for him in the hospital. Tomorrow he may or may not have more surgery…
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Oh man, so sorry to hear that. I hope he comes through alright.