Yesterday my MIL had knee surgery so we stopped in for a few minutes to see how she was doing. She’s on crutches and pain meds for a few days, but otherwise no big deal. She’s looking forward to a few days off.

Afterwards, we went next door to check on gramps. He had a doctor’s appt earlier that day and found out that the cancer was back and is ulcerated – whatever that means. Although not good news, he seemed to be in good spirits and was talkative. Just as we were getting ready to leave, he vomitted unexpectedly. We got some towels and got him cleaned up. I really felt sorry for him, he’s a very proud man and i’m sure he was embarassed by the incident.

We left and went home, made dinner and went to bed. A litttle after midnight, grandma called and said grandpa is very sick please come down. So of course hubby jumps out of bed and runs down there. They called the ambulance and took him to the hospital. Hubby and i followed along with hubby’s parents. The docs think he has an infection in his blood stream on top of very low blood pressure, diarrhea, and the cancer diagnosis. Poor guy. He was doing so good and feeling really good. He’s in ICU for now, but hopefully the doctors can fix this problem right away so he can feel better.