This has been a hard couple of weeks. I haven’t had much time to Binky Bunny lately. About 10 days ago my Grampy was walking to his car in the mall parking lot and he got hit. Some guy backed up his car without looking. My 85 year old Grampy broke his hip, his wrist in 2 places, elbow in 3 places and injured his knee. He had surgery that night. He then got a pneumonia from water in his lungs from the surgery and needed 3 blood transfusions. The doctors warned us he will never be the same again.
Now an even bigger obstacle is that my Grampy is really depressed and seems to have just given up. He doesn’t eat or talk much. We are all trying to encourage him and it’s really heartbreaking to see him like this. He was 85 but still full of life, able to go for walks and drive and be productive. It makes me so mad that this is all taken away because someone was in a rush. My Grampy is the sweetest man in the world and has always been so strong, he beat colon cancer a few years back.
My poor Grandmother, who is 86, spends every day, all day at the hospital taking care of him and encouraging him not to give up. They need some prayers and vibes.