So yesterday, my grandfather was sent to the hospital. He's 86, and probably the toughest guy I know. This man has suffered from eleven strokes, 3 major, the rest minor, and has lived up to his age. Just before being sent to the hospital, he was still tending to his gardens he has. It's really because of him that I would love to go to Scotland, where he was born and raised. It was so sad seeing someone so strong slowly deteriorate... He's having major heart problems, and they can't guarantee how long he has...
And speaking of, my grandmother was diagnosed with Alzheimer's nearly 10 years ago. She's about 84, but she doesn't remember me now. I'm just that "tall guy" who "just seems to get taller". My other grandma died the same way as well, but we had to put her in a nursing home yesterday. (The same one my other grandma went to) She was also from Scotland.
They're still around, so I'm going to try and visit as much as possible. I love my family, and it's always hard to see someone go.
ALSO:
Seems like we're in the middle of a thunderstorm. I might be on and off this site due to power being raped by lightning.
DrSevenSeizeMD
I'm sorry to hear that. :-( My grandparents helped my parents raise me, so I totally understand the bonds and how important they are. Your family has the thoughts and prayers of my family.