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Don't even know how to start this one. Grandpa went back into the hospital yesterday morning when he was found again incapacitated and having lost control of himself. He apparantly has some internal bleeding due to either stomach ulcers or arterial ulcers. He broke his hip, but they can't fix that till they fix the bleeding. When they brought him in his heart rate was 180 beats a minute. He either was just walking and fell and broke his hip (his hips were weakened because of the cancer in his bones); or he got light headed from such high blood pressure and fell and broke his hip.

Doctor says he will need more than a year of round the clock care. Grandpa is refusing to take pain medicine. Doesn't know where he is or what's going on, but still remembers who he is. This just sucks. My friend lost her sister in law sunday, another friend lost her mother whom she had cared for for the last 20 years in her home. This defines depressing.

Rob and Tiffany are looking at moving into one of Newt's places so they haven't been living with grandpa for a while which means nobody really knows how long he laid there on the floor in pain with no help. And I can do nothing as I am just the in-law. Good lesson in patience, I guess, huh?

A little more to pack, but mostly ready to get moved. These days are the strangest days. Things start to look up for the business and family trouble rears its ugly head. At least my little family is healthy and happy. How I miss my friends.