My Grandpa is in the hospital....

and its torture for me to just sit here and wait for my mom to call so I thought I would blog about it. My mom called me a little after 8am and told me that my grandfather called her and he couldn't breathe and had chest pains. He lives in an elderly community....not a nursing home, its like each person has their own apartment but there are main common areas for them to gather. There are no nurses on-site. Soooo my mom tells him to hang up and call 911 and she is on her way. She lives about 1 1/2 hrs from him so she left right away. I called her a bit ago and she was pulling in the hospital then and said she would call me back. So I sit and wait.

He has emphysema and wears an oxygen mask so there is already breathing problems there. This is one of the reasons I quit smoking....watching him not be able to walk 5ft without gasping for air.

He is my last remaining grandparent. My dad's parents died when I was 4, within 6 mos of each other. I have no memory at all of them and that's kinda sad to me. My mom's mom died about 5 yrs ago and I was dev-a-sta-ted! I loved that little lady so much. I'm getting teary just thinking about it. I was always closer with her than my grandfather and honestly things haven't been the same since she died. Whenever I do go visit my grandfather its weird....without my grandma there its just not the same. The first few times made me cry so I didn't go back as often as I should. Its just sad.

Ok need to go distract myself.