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Yesterday I said a blurb about how good things have been going since we got back from Florida, how some long-running problems have fallen into place. I should know better than to violate my own rule against tacking too wide, getting off the even keel.
Our Great Aunt and Great Uncle live near us. Their kids and their families are all in Houston, so we are their local kids. They have been together for around 60 years. She has dementia and cannot be left alone, so he has given up the things he loves to take care of her the last few years.
He is my golfing buddy (when Jenny can take care of her) and the bulwark from our hateful neighbors. His is 81, fit, and a perpetual smart-ass. Everyone in Branson knows him and, as Rapmarks knows, they have permanent seats in Mickey Gilley's VIP row. They come out several times a week.
This week he has been having some complications from recent surgery and we have been taking him to the hospital. Because my MIL (Great Aunt's niece) is here, last night he called an ambulance (instead of us) to take him to the ER about 6:00. We went to be with her.
They decided to admit him for observation, to get his fluids back up, so we all said our goodbyes and left about 9:30. We took our GA home with us and called one of their kids on the way.
Not long after we got home another of their kids called to say the hospital had called to say he had died. He was sitting up, telling jokes and laughing with a nurse when he went.
We cannot tell our GA, not until their kids get here, probably late today. I don't know how long we can keep her occupied because every few minutes she asks where the old $%$*^$ is and goes looking for him.
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I wrote the above earlier today, but could not get it posted here. We have been with our GA all day and she is still wondering where he is, thinking he's at the golf course or outside.
I called Mickey Gilley this afternoon, in Houston, and he had already heard. Our GU was that type of guy.
Their kids are on the way and another Great Niece/Nephew couple is here.
Our Great Aunt and Great Uncle live near us. Their kids and their families are all in Houston, so we are their local kids. They have been together for around 60 years. She has dementia and cannot be left alone, so he has given up the things he loves to take care of her the last few years.
He is my golfing buddy (when Jenny can take care of her) and the bulwark from our hateful neighbors. His is 81, fit, and a perpetual smart-ass. Everyone in Branson knows him and, as Rapmarks knows, they have permanent seats in Mickey Gilley's VIP row. They come out several times a week.
This week he has been having some complications from recent surgery and we have been taking him to the hospital. Because my MIL (Great Aunt's niece) is here, last night he called an ambulance (instead of us) to take him to the ER about 6:00. We went to be with her.
They decided to admit him for observation, to get his fluids back up, so we all said our goodbyes and left about 9:30. We took our GA home with us and called one of their kids on the way.
Not long after we got home another of their kids called to say the hospital had called to say he had died. He was sitting up, telling jokes and laughing with a nurse when he went.
We cannot tell our GA, not until their kids get here, probably late today. I don't know how long we can keep her occupied because every few minutes she asks where the old $%$*^$ is and goes looking for him.
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I wrote the above earlier today, but could not get it posted here. We have been with our GA all day and she is still wondering where he is, thinking he's at the golf course or outside.
I called Mickey Gilley this afternoon, in Houston, and he had already heard. Our GU was that type of guy.
Their kids are on the way and another Great Niece/Nephew couple is here.
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