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My paternal grandfather smoked for most of his life and has had emphysema for a long time. He’s been on oxygen 24/7 for the past few years and has been continually deteriorating, so the past few days weren’t exactly a surprise. On Tuesday, my grandfather had a lung collapse and was rushed to the hospital. At this point he’s resting comfortably with a small dose of morphine in his system, but the doctors are sure he’s in his last days or hours. I’m doing remarkably well, probably because he’s been sick for a long time and I’m not terribly surprised. I’m sad because I know he’s not going to be around anymore and I will miss him, but I also know that he won’t have to suffer anymore, and that gives me some peace.

Please keep my family in your prayers.