family

my grandfather has been in hospital for the past few months fighting mounting infections on his inside-parts. today he was basically told that he will not be going home... ever again. they give him a couple days. he has always been an incredibly strong man and it's awful to see him so weak and in such distress... until today he truly believed he'd fight off this illness. i can't imagine being told that sort of news... i am trying to keep myself together for my family, especially my dad. seeing my dad in pain and showing vulnerability is one of those things that seems to throw my whole reality out of whack. even my greek uncle hassan is crying. ugh. anyhow, i am at least glad that i can be with my family at this time. last time we were all together we were celebrating grandpa's 90th birthday, his long and eventful life. last time i saw him he was still mobile, traveling about telling stories, enjoying his life. i hate seeing him in a hospital ward, among all these other sickies, incoherent, frail, barely able to eat. he deserves so much more.