The Hospital is not a fun place. Of course, with my family, any location can be transformed from the dullest of dull to the brightest of bright. We have spent the last several days there in ICU with my Grandfather, who had several small strokes, and now has a subdural  hematoma.

All the Aunts are in, as well as half the cousins, which keeps the dynamics interesting.

Grandfather has been ‘with it’ enough to inform the nurse that he wants to die and that there is a sword in his cane. She had to confirm both with the family. To the first she awkwardly left the room, and the the second she requested the we sign out the saber hiding walking stick…which we did.

He has been talking about ‘giving up the Ghost’. I told him he has to meet this baby, and that the Lord has to take the ghost away. We will see. His stats looked good, but people don’t often talk about dying unless they are going to.

We await the results of the latest CAT scan. Hopefully the Neurologists decision to cancel brain surgery yesterday was wise.

Fun Fun Fun. I am going to nap now.