Hi guys I guess I write in times of need. So im gonna write now. To let evrything go. I woke up yesterday morning to my dad telling me that grandpa was throwing up. That ruind the whole days plan.
Well today my dad woke me up at 3:30 in the morning. My grandpa went into the hosptial at 1 in the morning. He had to go into surgery. And we wait my grandma thinks hes already dead. She keeps saying that the docter told her that he was probably going to die on the operation table. But he didnt and now he's upstairs. We wait. I dont know if we r waitng for him to live or die. I guess both. Part of me. Believes he wont make it. But part of me belives that he will. And all of me hopes he will. We had 6% and ill take that 6% and hold onto it any day. Bc 6% is better then 0% .
