I was to tired to post yesterday...but g'pa had a bad night and none of us got much rest and Friday night me and G'ma went to a Pork Feed and it was fun!
That night G'pa didn't have a good night at all. He moved out into the living room to sleep in his chair cause he couldn't breathe very well lying down. I moved his O2 tank out and then went to bed I didn't really get to sleep. I heard G'pa coughing most of the night and almost 5 in the morning I was wide awake and heard G'ma talking to G'pa and heard hospital and ambulance...quickly I stumbled down the stairs to find G'pa having difficulty breathing and moaning. He didn't look good at all. I called 911 and the ambulance arrived 30 minutes later to take him to the hospital.
Me and G'ma went back to bed. It took me a good hour to get to sleep when I did I had a dream that g'pa died. Didn't sleep at all after that.
The hospital called at 9am to say they admitted G'pa for heart failure. G'ma and I left around noon and spent the afternoon with G'pa. He seemed to be doing better and the nurse said he was okay.
Did a few errands before driving back to the farm. G'ma is pretty tired. I went on a walk to think and pray and give all my worry to God. He is my fortress and strength and ever-present help in time of trouble.