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was at the hospital the whole of yesterday til about 4 today. my granddad had a fall at around 11am and fractured his hip. the old man is old...turning 90 in april. and he's in what i refer to as his "2nd teen-hood". coz at that point, you think you can do it all, but you are still fettered by the limitations of a child. anyhow, he's in need of a hip replacement, and well... just about any surgery is complicated at his age. there is concern over his ability to go under anaesthesia. and then there are his brittle bones. whilst cutting off the bit that's gonna be replaced, they could fracture other parts of the bone.

it's really quite heart wrenching to see someone who was once sooo dignified being reduced to the state he's in. i stayed with him through the night and ehe imparted to me some jewels that he'd mined from is almost 90 odd years on this earth. wish i'd had a recorder to note them all down... the one guy i love the most...*sigh* fathers are figures of authority who make you champ at the bit, but grandfathers are more like friends. and i do think mine has been 1 of the best a guy could ask for...

i know that it's melodramatic, and a bit over the top to be all fatalistic about it, but at first i prayed that he'd live through it all and come home. but after thinking about it, he's had a long and bounteous life. if it's his time, it's his time. lord, thy will be done...