Gotta Make it Through
A little background. My Grandpa fell the day after Thanksgiving and suffered a mini-stoke. I was able to visit him with my sister in the hospital before returning to school from Thanksgiving break. He was able to form coherent sentences, but looked tired and in pain so we hugged goodbye and I left the Hospital and returned to school the next day. That was the last night my grandpa was able to fully communicate. He has been in and out of a coma this last week and had been given a feeding tube because he was not eating. My family had been hoping for the best, but today my dad called telling me that they were putting my grandpa on hospice because his body wasn’t accepting food and the doctors told them that their wasn’t much else that they could do to revive him. My dad told me not to try and worry and to focus on finals but it’s fucking difficult knowing all this stuff that is going on. It’s been hard keeping the smile on my face that all of my residents and friends are so used to, and now it’s getting worse. I informed my supervisor that I would like to go home early to be with my family and he gave me the OK. Now I just need to email all of my professors to see if I can work out finals accommodations. This would seem easy on my end, except for a multiple number of my classes’ finals are big projects that I was banking on the weekend to accomplish. Shit I thought having something due everyday of the week last week was difficult, not so mention my shitty sleeping, eating, and fitness levels right now. Hopefully I can power it out so that I can be with my family soon. Just have to keep a smile on my face, just gotta make it through.