Yep, the idea was a quick trip down on Thursday night, back by Sunday evening -- a little time with Grandma and I'm done.
Not so fast -- my grandfather threw us a curve ball....
He's had an aortic aneurism for a long time -- it's a family thing for the men on his side of the family. He had the Mayo do some new reinforcing technique to fix it about 5 years ago.
Last week on Wednesday, it burst. He went into 7 hours of emergency surgery and then the intensive care unit. He made some progress for a day or two - and then began to slip.
On Sunday last week, some other family members were going back home -- and it became really clear that Grandpa probably wouldn't last long. That is when I decided to cancel class for the week and stay here. I knew that I'd be needed by Super-mom and Aunt-S -- and especially since last semester I did breast cancer with only two days of class canceled... the school could survive without me for a week when they needed me the most.
I could see that we'd need to move Grandma to a rehab unit, sit with Grandpa and probably plan a funeral with all the little details that go along with it --- and I couldn't stand the thought of leaving my mom and Aunt S to do all of that.
On Tuesday afternoon, the family made the decision to withdraw treatment and he passed away about 5:45 PM.
Grandma is doing very well with her recovery -- and now we're planning grandpa's funeral.
I'll be here until this Sunday -- when I get home, I'll post the details behind why I found myself saying "I'm a medical ethicst and I don't like the way this conversation is going...". Until then, my internet options are a poached signal from the wine bar or the library.... so, y'all probably won't hear from me until then.