I will be MIA for a while. My Grandfather is dying. He has an aortic aneurysm that is 9cm x 9cm. That is the size of a large orange. He needs surgery and doesn’t want it. He told us he can’t do it again. He had a horrible time in November when he had a triple bypass. I don’t think he realizes that if he goes home he has 100% change of dying according to the doctor. If he has the surgery he has a 50% chance of survival. I am so sad, I can’t imagine him not being around. I can’t stop crying and it is horrible. He is going to die! I took off work for the surgery tomorrow, but now that the surgery if off I have to go to work. I need the time off for when he passes away! God, why is this so hard! My eyes are burning from crying! I just don’t want him to die…I know I sound like I am whining, but it is WAY worse knowing that it is happening. My Grandmother died all of a sudden, she was fine one day and dead the next. I always wondered if it would be better to know, it’s not! No one can tell him what to do, none of us (I have a large family) want to tell him to do it, I mean there is a 50% he could die in the surgery. I know if it was me I would tell everyone tonight I loved them, say my goodbyes and tommorrow I would roll the dice and have the surgery. 50% of survival is way better odds the 100% chance of death!
Oh in better news,my good friends Edwin and Kim got a baby today, a little tiny 6 pounder, 6 days old. They are calling him Zack! I am so very happy for them and don’t know if I can wait a month to meet him!