Awe man grandpa’s hip is broken. The good news? I got him to take morphine… after I assured him it didn’t come from Afganistan drug lords. I’m in the hall. It’s 2am and I don’t need visions of grandpa getting a catheter in my head before I sleep. Hearing him get it is bad enough. Do nurses get paid enough to do this stuff? I’m guessing not.
Oh no!! I hope grandpa gets to feeling better. Looks like you’ll be having some very interesting grandpa stories in your near future!
Bless your heart! Hang in there, girly!!!
a broken hip?!
aw, poor grandpa!