wild to think that my parents had me so young that the daughter i had in my mid twenties is only 1.5 years younger than my youngest sibling
also, spent yesterday with dad, told him I'm pregnant that went well but it was a weird day
visited my paternal grandfather in the palliative care ward, he was so still, my whole childhood ive never him sit or lay still like that unless one of us kids was on his lap
he broke his pelvis and hip on the left side, his dominant hand/ leg
It's so different to how my nan lois was towards the end, she had dementia it was hard but i think it's harder with my grandfather that he is fully cognitive
we all had a good conversation, he was nodding off from pain meds towards the end
I don't know that I'll have a chance to go back in and see him again, but i couldn't bring myself to say goodbye, not properly
the drive back home my dad and i talked about him a lot, he used to be locally well known on the radio, I learnt that the local paper did a full story on him when his first wife died praising him for juggling 3 kids and his career as a single dad (we did a little joke about how the alternative was returning them all since they're adopted)
