Day one:
Tuesday, June 19th
I got a call this morning from my cousin, my uncle Doug
passed away in his sleep. My grandpa is in the hospital and I am going to go
visit him... I have to tell him that his twin brother Doug passed away. He took
it fairly well. When it was time for me to go to practice, I need some extra time to think
so I walked. On my way, I got a text from my boyfriend... he says he needs
a break from things. I finally get through practice and get home. I get another
call. My grandpa is in the emergency room, his kidneys failed, he has internal
bleeding, his blood pressure is very low, and he is unresponsive. I talk to the
doctors and they say there is nothing they can do for him and they don't see
him coming out of this. They say all they can do is make him as comfortable as
possible. They moved him back to his hospital room for the night and I stayed
there with him holding his hand. It was 3:30 in the morning before I could get myself
to leave. I drove myself home. I was tired and over whelmed and didn't sleep.
I feel like giving up on everything... its all meaningless if you have nothing to look forward too.