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Wow, the time has passed
By kCharleneS » Posted Mar. 16, 2013 5:23pm - 146 views - 0 comments
I'm all of a sudden an huge emotional wreck right now because I realized that today is the day that my grandpa died 2 years ago. It breaks my heart how much happened to him while he was sick. He was in the hospital and rehab centers for over a year and then a nursing home and hospitals because he was having heart attacks. Turned out he had Congenital Heart Failure (I believe that's what it was) and as soon as he'd be released to go home he'd be right back in for another heart attack. I visited him the summer before he passed away during a lucid moment (he started thinking he was in the past before my dad was born) and got to meet Nathan. He loved it. Then he started going downhill fast. My dad went to visit him and he couldn't remember who my dad was. That was the only time Dad went to see him because he didn't want to remember him that way. My mom and I ended up visiting him that July in the nursing home and my mom and I were in tears. It was so sad to see how badly his health had declined. He couldn't move, his mouth was so fry his dentures wouldn't stay in, he could barely talk. It was horrible. And then the very last time I saw him, I was the last person to see him alive. My uncle and his girlfriend were there and left when I showed up. Grandpa was having a lucid moment and wanted me to take him on a walk even though the nurses said he needed to stay in bed. It was great seeing his old personality back. And then the next thing I new I was getting a phone call at 6 in the morning on St. Patty's Day saying that the night before Grandpa had passed.
A few days later I went with my dad and step mom to meet up with my aunt who was his beneficiary to help with the funeral arrangements. But we couldn't concentrate on that or the funeral because my uncle was throwing a huge tissy fit. Instead of being sad that my grandfather, his dad, had passed away he was upset because my aunt got my grandfather's life insurance. My uncle had put my grandfather so far into debt while he was in the hospital because he had taken all my grandfather's credit and debit cards and used them and then broke into his house and stole everything. He had all the pictures of my grandfather. And we gave him the job of making the collage for the memorial since he was being cremated. But he refused. He flat out said that until my aunt gave him all my grandfather's money then we were shit out of luck and he wouldn't contribute a single picture. By the time we had the memorial, we had 3 pictures of him and that was it. And then he didn't even show up for the funeral. His ex wife did. And he still says that my aunt used him for his money and still won't let any of us see the pictures. There's one my dad wants so bad where my grandpa was holding dad just after he got his leg burned badly saving a lady from a fire when he was a police officer and dad was a baby and we won't even let us scan it to make a copy.
My grandfather was one of the greatest people I know. He had a time where he didn't want to work and mooched off his brother, but then there were times where he was a hero. LIke when he burned his leg saving a woman, he flew a helicopter for hospitals. He was a great man and though I will always hate my uncle, and I can't help but think what he did to him today, I also think about all the wonderful things my grandpa did. I love and miss him so much. <3
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Wow, the time has passed
By kCharleneS » Posted Mar. 16, 2013 5:23pm - 146 views - 0 comments
I'm all of a sudden an huge emotional wreck right now because I realized that today is the day that my grandpa died 2 years ago. It breaks my heart how much happened to him while he was sick. He was in the hospital and rehab centers for over a year and then a nursing home and hospitals because he was having heart attacks. Turned out he had Congenital Heart Failure (I believe that's what it was) and as soon as he'd be released to go home he'd be right back in for another heart attack. I visited him the summer before he passed away during a lucid moment (he started thinking he was in the past before my dad was born) and got to meet Nathan. He loved it. Then he started going downhill fast. My dad went to visit him and he couldn't remember who my dad was. That was the only time Dad went to see him because he didn't want to remember him that way. My mom and I ended up visiting him that July in the nursing home and my mom and I were in tears. It was so sad to see how badly his health had declined. He couldn't move, his mouth was so fry his dentures wouldn't stay in, he could barely talk. It was horrible. And then the very last time I saw him, I was the last person to see him alive. My uncle and his girlfriend were there and left when I showed up. Grandpa was having a lucid moment and wanted me to take him on a walk even though the nurses said he needed to stay in bed. It was great seeing his old personality back. And then the next thing I new I was getting a phone call at 6 in the morning on St. Patty's Day saying that the night before Grandpa had passed.
A few days later I went with my dad and step mom to meet up with my aunt who was his beneficiary to help with the funeral arrangements. But we couldn't concentrate on that or the funeral because my uncle was throwing a huge tissy fit. Instead of being sad that my grandfather, his dad, had passed away he was upset because my aunt got my grandfather's life insurance. My uncle had put my grandfather so far into debt while he was in the hospital because he had taken all my grandfather's credit and debit cards and used them and then broke into his house and stole everything. He had all the pictures of my grandfather. And we gave him the job of making the collage for the memorial since he was being cremated. But he refused. He flat out said that until my aunt gave him all my grandfather's money then we were shit out of luck and he wouldn't contribute a single picture. By the time we had the memorial, we had 3 pictures of him and that was it. And then he didn't even show up for the funeral. His ex wife did. And he still says that my aunt used him for his money and still won't let any of us see the pictures. There's one my dad wants so bad where my grandpa was holding dad just after he got his leg burned badly saving a lady from a fire when he was a police officer and dad was a baby and we won't even let us scan it to make a copy.
My grandfather was one of the greatest people I know. He had a time where he didn't want to work and mooched off his brother, but then there were times where he was a hero. LIke when he burned his leg saving a woman, he flew a helicopter for hospitals. He was a great man and though I will always hate my uncle, and I can't help but think what he did to him today, I also think about all the wonderful things my grandpa did. I love and miss him so much. <3
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