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my uncle squire (dad’s brother) was more of a grandfather figure to me than my grandfather was. an ornery, cantankerous grandfather. 🙂 he has diabetes and his kidneys don’t work, and his foot had gangrene, so he had it amputated. i last saw him in january, and he was his normal self, watching westerns on TV and complaining about the hospital food (he was there for dialysis). he’s the best uncle a girl could have.
he fell out of bed two nights ago and broke his hip. they were going to do surgery on it the next day, but that night, he went into cardiac arrest and they had to resusitate him. his breathing was fine, blood pressure, pulse, etc., but he was on a respirator and he was unconscious. they took him off the respirator today and he was doing fine on his own, but then had some trouble breathing, so they tried to put it back in, but he had a panic attack and his heart stopped, and they resusitated him once again.
they (my religious aunt and my dad (my loopy aunt i think isn’t in on the decision?)) had/have to make the decision for him to be resusitated a third time. he’s not doing well at all, keep him in your prayers/thoughts (whichever suits your spiritual persuasion).
i’m going down there on saturday and will be there for who knows how long. i will have my phone with me, and i do have service down there.