My story begins with my grandmother passing away and my grandfather falling into depression, which I believe helped progress his health issues. I spent time with my grandfather watching Padre's/ Charger's games and talking sports when he wanted to talk. After his stroke, I sat by him and gave him water when his nurse scheduled his water. I guess I just wanted to make sure that he had someone there to talk to and help him when he needed. Just that look when I came over after school and turned on a game for him--he was excited and relieved to see me.
I like to believe that he wanted to see me there, but I am content with him just wanting some company. I was never close to my grandfather, but when he got sick and needed someone to help him, I (and a couple of my cousins) took the initiative to make sure that he had someone with him whenever possible. I like to think that even though I didn't assist with much of his medical needs, I helped him spiritually and kept him positive in his last days.
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