I had an eventful 4th. I woke up early to the house running around. My Gramps heart stopped and was shocked back.
Seeing my Gramps in the hospital is not easy. I don't remember one time visiting him in the hospital. He's always been at home sitting in his chair with his tea.
We rushed to the hospital, about 35 minutes away and met with everyone in his room. My Aunts and Uncles and cousins... the room was packed out. How we were able to sneak us all into his CICU room puzzles me.
On the way into the hospital we bumped into a lady decked out in patriotic clothing and a blue wig. She was having each person that walked by grab a piece of candy out of her bag, I put my hand in and grabbed a Mr. Goodbar, my Sister-in-law put her hand in and grabbed a Hershey Bar, my sister put her hand in and grabbed...
A nice little pack of sugar.
I went on a coffee run and mosied into the chapel where my sister, sister-in-law, and brother were. By that time they were done praying and just chatting. I found a cute red-haired professor under the pulpit... oh wait that's my cousin.
And my brother found a hymn book...
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So... we had some fun while at the hospital. lol
On Saturday my Gramps heart stopped again. Gave us a little scare because he was sure he wasn't going to make it through the night.
Sunday morning we found out that he stayed awake through the night because he was afraid to sleep. He was extra chatty but exhausted. The Doctors talked to him and reassured him that they were doing everything they can to prevent his heart from stopping again. After some anxiety medicine and tranquilizers he refused to have any visitors. Sleep was much needed.
As of today, things are just going minute by minute. I was able to see him late Sunday night. He was in good spirits but sleepy.
Please keep him in your prayers.::We had several people coming over for a Bar-B-Que. We cancelled in case we had to rush to the hospital again. My cousin and her family came over and my brother and his girlfriend and friend.
We swam and ate hot dogs and hamburgers and lots of yummy salads.

My nephew was pooped from swimming and jumping, all by himself, in the pool. At 2 years old hes very stubborn and independent. He SITS in time out and LISTENS very well. If you tell him not to do something he doesn't do it, but if you let him go he is willing to try anything! By the time we were out of the pull he was pooped.

We had fireworks, not very many since we didn't have time to buy any in the morning. My brother Peter is our "Fire work lighter" every year. He's the one that lights the wicks of the legal and illegal. lol. My brothers made these tiny little bombs that are so loud they set off car alarms

This is what was left...

That was the end to my eventful, earsplitting 4th of July!
-Daily B-