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Oct. 13th, 2004 10:47 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
learning2flyMy Grandfather is home from the hospital. He was discharged Friday afternoon. Dad and I were there with Grandma getting him settled in. I had a nice time helping him eat his dinner and watching the debates. I pulled into their driveway and was greeted by a Bush/Cheney sign!! wtf?
He's home with hospice care, which is really nice because they provided a hospital bed and all the things he's going to need to safely get around the house, along with 24 hour standby nursing staff.
His knee is fine, bending like it should and not hurting anymore. I guess the surgery was a success then. In the process he's been in rehab and hospitals for 2 months, caught pneumonia, almost died and has major heart problems, but darnitall, his knee isn't bothering him anymore so he can walk again. It's only a matter of time before his heart fails, and since he has a do-not-resuscitate order, he'll be gone. I don't know how I feel about losing him. Now that I think of it, I've never been close to him. We're two very different people. He's always been a very quiet presence in my life, always supporting me by coming to my stupid high school musicals and graduation. He always smiled and bid us goodbye after a visit with 'Hurry Back!' I loved seeing him and Grandma every Sunday for our weekly Packer game family gathering. Grandpa seems happy to be home. We all are grateful for that. After all this time, he's finally home.
He's home with hospice care, which is really nice because they provided a hospital bed and all the things he's going to need to safely get around the house, along with 24 hour standby nursing staff.
His knee is fine, bending like it should and not hurting anymore. I guess the surgery was a success then. In the process he's been in rehab and hospitals for 2 months, caught pneumonia, almost died and has major heart problems, but darnitall, his knee isn't bothering him anymore so he can walk again. It's only a matter of time before his heart fails, and since he has a do-not-resuscitate order, he'll be gone. I don't know how I feel about losing him. Now that I think of it, I've never been close to him. We're two very different people. He's always been a very quiet presence in my life, always supporting me by coming to my stupid high school musicals and graduation. He always smiled and bid us goodbye after a visit with 'Hurry Back!' I loved seeing him and Grandma every Sunday for our weekly Packer game family gathering. Grandpa seems happy to be home. We all are grateful for that. After all this time, he's finally home.
