A little bit..
My Grandpa was put in ICU on Father's Day.
Egh he got better. Whoopie.
And was moved down to the regular attention whatever it is in hospitals.
Today he was moved to ICU again.
And then a few hours later he was moved to Critical Care.
Critical ********.
So suddenly, I have to visit him [whatever, that didn't bother me]
And there's IV needles in him, regular needles.
I nearly puke.
He looks like death itself.
I don't think an image ever frightened me as much.
I'm actually worried--and I don't even like my grandfather. He's hurt me so much that I used to wish he was gone. So much mental abuse was thrown into my head.
I hated him.
I still hate what he became when he married Kitty.
Maybe I hate her. Well, yes, I hate her, but I mean maybe I hate him because of her.
So...anyway, I'm under a lot of stress.
And I wasn't allowed to hang out with friends after visiting hours sadly.
That would've been a huge stress reliever...
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