Saturday Morning, Afternoon and Evening. All Day
Saturday October 25th, 2014
That's the day of my step-grandpa's funeral that I'll be at.
A little over 3 weeks ago we found out he had a major fall, when they took him to the hospital he was x-rays and founded with broken ribs, bruises and possibly a bad head bump. As more doctors came in and wanted an MRI, after they found what came out to be a massive tumor and a cyst attached. They were able to get the cyst out, the tumor? No. It had been embedded into his brain, up and around, down and about. There was no possible way of getting it out.
Then we found out, he has been suffering from Stage 4 Brain Cancer. There's no going back once you have stage 4, very few of people make it through, and I knew he wasn't going too. His body was weak, he was starting to have kidney failure and liver failure. He was always sleeping, after his head procedure he wasn't waking up like he was supposed to. From then, I knew he wouldn't have made it.
The days inched closer...and are inching closer to when I'm able to see him one last time. Even though he was not my real grandpa, he was still someone I spent my childhood with and was able to see all the time.
You'll always be in my heart, and you're definitely in a better place <3
I wish him all of the great scuba diving the Universe has to offer with no fear of bends or decompression. I wish him an eternity of great food and wine (no calories) and a Wolff range. I wish him all of the books in this galaxy and beyond.