Getting old stinks. Watching a loved one get old stinks. If you follow us on facebook and instagram, you may have seen my post yesterday about my grandfather. As many of you know, we live as four generations under one roof which consists of my family (me, husband and kids), my parents and my grandparents (my dads parents). I wouldn’t trade this experience for the world but it’s really hard sometimes being one of the main caregivers to my grandparents. They are getting old. Heck, they are old. My grandfather has been on a steady decline for over a year now, probably longer but we are just seeing it be more now. Yesterday I found him in his workshop in our yard on the floor where he had been for a couple hours. The sad thing is, I was home the entire time. He refuses to wear a lifeline alert system (although he doesn’t have a choice now) and if he had been wearing one, we would have been notified immediately once he fell.
Long story short, he was taken by ambulance to the emergency room and after a bunch of tests, he was sent home with a clean bill of health. Well, as clean as you can get at 86 years old. It makes me so sad when I find him hurt, scared and sometimes embarrassed on the floor. He has always been this big strong character in my life and it’s so hard to watch him deteriorate and be vulnerable. This isn’t the first time I have found him on the floor, it happens often unfortunately but this one hit me the hardest. He was so disoriented and confused. That was what upset me the most. He is getting old and it stinks :(.
On a happy note, he was thrilled to see Sophie, his kitty, waiting for him at the door when he got home from the hospital. He absolutely adores his new cat and she brings such life to he and my grams life. My gram actually really likes her too. More on Sophie later but just wanted to update you on my grandfather. Say a prayer that he stays upright for a while! ha.