Just got off the phone with my grandma. Apparently my grandpa had a seizure last week (he’s in a nursing home at the moment). He’s getting an mri and eeg done today. I don’t know much about seizures. This is the first one he’s ever had, although my grandma is now wringing her hands, thinking of all the time he spent in his room at home and the possibility that he may have had some before.

His brother died of brain cancer about fifteen years ago, so I for one am certainly worried about that. In any case he has late stage dementia. So realistically, he may not have much time left anyway. My grandma was hoping to bring him home in a couple of months to care for him again, but the seizure further proves that she really can’t provide the care he needs. She’s 83 herself; she just can’t care for him, physically or mentally. She scared the **** out of me right before he went into the nursing home...she was helping him up the stairs and said “just make sure to push him forward so if he falls he falls forward”. I had this horrible thought of him falling backwards on top of her one day. No one would know. My mom would get suspicious after a day or so of no contact, but that might be too late for both of them. I really hope she agrees to long term care for him.

It’s sad to think he might not be around this time next year. He’s always been quite difficult, even before the dementia, but I have some pleasant memories with him. I will miss him when he goes, whenever that may be.