Call One – 7:30PM Sunday:
I was only ten (virtual) minutes into a match between FC Ballstars and Celtic last night, when the call came in. After my Grandad’s latest rally, he had suffered a suspected major stroke and was moments from death. When I arrived at the home, I realised that this was likely it, he was moaning and groaning and unable to talk. I took my brother home, as there was little we could do – my Mum, Dad, Sister (relative), Sister Nolan (Nun) et al were there with him.
Call Two – 8:30PM Sunday:
My Dad phoned to say that my Grandad had been read The Last Rites and that he was as comfortable as possible.
Call Three – 11PM Sunday:
The doctor had been called and had diagnosed urine infection number three. He had prescribed some anti-biotics and paracetamol.
The next morning – 4AM Monday:
More fucking comebacks than Frank Sinatra. My Grandad is up and about like nothing ever happened! I half expected Ashton Kutcher (read Jeremy Beadle if you don’t know who Ashton is) to jump out from somewhere and tell me I’d been Punk’d. Unbelievable!
Glad to hear your Grandad is better.
Re: MacBook Pro – as Mr. Jobs said in his Stevenote, we’re only 2 weeks into 2008, there are another 50 to go. How long do you wait?
BTW, you are no dolphin either. bkzhrue my arse!
I wish you’d mentioned your macbook earlier – I’ve just bought a mac mini…
Good news on your Grandad…
Oh yeah, and black on white… much better!
(Cue flame war with gruntfuggly…)
Curious story about your Grandad: I know someone whose 93 year old father who was rushed to hospital after a fall caused by a Stroke, then diagnosed with a urinary infection, who then contracted MRSA (obviously), but has now fully recovered. Incredible. Those world wars must have really toughened him up.
Nige, maybe you want a MacBook for the bedroom? Or maybe you want one for your shed?
Steve, I’m no dolphin, but I don’t force people to enter ten words just to preview a comment. Do I?
Chris, my Grandad was the only survivor when a bomb was dropped on his house/chip shop, even though he had all his clothes blown off and schrapnel in both shoulders. He was released from Cantebury prison a couple of days before that was hit. He got stuck in the gun on the front of his submarine when the safety belt wouldn’t release – everyone around him was gunned down. He drove around in his car for at least six months with legally blind vision – no accidents. There might just be something to this Catholiscism stuff!