Grampa

My Grampa had a heart attack on Friday, and is not expected to pull through. My aunts are all fighting, and we had a huge scene at a Chinese restaurant last night...which is strangely appropriate considering how many scenes we've had in such a setting over the years.

Anyway, they're probably pulling the plug on him tomorrow, so please keep him in your prayers. I just wish I didn't have to witness all of this petty bullshit when all I want to do is sit by him, hold his hand, and cry. What the fuck is wrong with people?