What a day

So today has been a very very long day. I had to take my grandpa to the doctor today, because he hasn't been acting right, and I've been very considered, as well as the rest of my family. By not acting right I mean he hasn't done any house work (which is odd becuase he usually does everything dishes and laundry included my grandma has it made), hasn't taken a shower or shaved. He would just sit in front of the fire place with like 3 layers on and a fire going saying how cold he was. Normally he complains about being cold, but just a light jacket or hoodie does just fine.

Last week I went over there on Thursday, and he had on a tennis shoe and a slipper and he didn't even realize it. Which was shocking to me, they were very different. Also when Chad (my brother) was in town the weekend before he didn't want to go out and have dinner with us. Again very weird.

Anyway, mom finally was able to get ahold of his Dr. and got him in this morning at 10:45. While at the Dr's office, Grandpa began to get very upset because he had to be there, and insisited that he felt fine. When the Dr. came in, he was so upset that he was cussing at the doctor. He knew that there was something wrong as well, and began asking grandpa why he was so upset. Grandpa said that he was tired of everyone telling him that he was acting weird, and continued to insist that he was fine. The doctor asked grandpa if he would go to the hospital and get some lab work done as well as a CAT Scan. He wasn't very happy about this and let the doctor know it. I felt bad for the doctor because grandpa was being really mean to him, although he didn't realize that he was. We were able to talk him into going to the hospital and we promised that he wouldn't have to stay over night, just wanted to make sure everything was okay.

I took grandpa to the hospital in Warrensburg, got his labs done as well as the CAT Scan and Chest X-Ray, and sure enough about a week or so again, he has had a stroke. I knew what that meant, he was going to have to stay over night and have more tests run. I felt bad because I had told grandpa that he wasn't going to have to stay over night, but there was nothing I could do. By this time, my mom had arrived at the hospital. When she told grandpa that he was going to need to stay over night he got really upset. So I had to talk to him. I got him calmed down enough to have a conversation with him. I told him that we could go home and eat lunch and get his things together and then we would bring him back. I told him just one night, so they could monitor everything and do an MRI. He finally agreed to stay one night, but he wanted a private room.

Finally around 2:45 - 3:00 we got grandpa checked into the hopsital. The nurses allowed me to go with him when he had his MRI done, so that he wouldn't get upset. The doctor called this an "Altered Mood State" he has also been slurring some today while he was talking.

I really hope that everything's okay. I mean sure his 87 years old, and this is really the first major thing that has happened to him. He's had some minor problems over the last few years, but who doesn't when they are aging. I know that I'm lucky to have been able to grow up with both my grandma and grandpa for 22 years. They've been married for 65 years, and I know that when something happens to one, the other one will follow shortly behind.

I'm going to go back to the hospital in the morning before teacher placement day to see how he's doing. Hopefully he will be able to come home tomorrow.


Here's some pictures from my wedding of me and my grandpa. . . This was before the stroke




My Brother took this picture. Grandma and Grandpa were swing dancing at the reception. Back when they were my age, they used to go dancing every weekend. Grandpa actually got into various fights at different places. He was a boxer, golden glove champ.