First of all, this isn't a pity post. Just talking it out since I am down.
My Grandpa Friday night, had a heart attack. Come to find out that there isnt much they can do except give him meds. He needs a stint put in, but with his age/health it would be too dangerous since he is already low on blood. So I'm glad they aren't chancing it, but now just gotta hope the meds do enough to keep his heart going.
I did see my mom Saturday. She came and picked me up and we went up to see him and then we went to dinner. It went really well, due to the fact we had Papaw to talk about. I didn't say a word about anything else in our past and things did go really well. I'm going to hope things stay that way.
Oh, and I miss the sh!t outta my man. We are used to not being together all the time but, it's come to the point of my heart just plain out sad that I can't see him till Nov 20th. Talking to him doesn't help, only makes it worse. I miss his face. How he smells. How he holds me.
/vent