Wow.
All of a sudden I missed his kisses. When his beard would rub against my cheek. I hated that. I feel like I never told him I loved him enough.
It took forever to get here! We would usually drive to Idaho. I guess because of the circumstances we took an airplane.
On the plane I never fell asleep. We didn't get to our destination until midnight. Being 9 it was pretty impressive, and I was absolutely exhausted. But did I fall askew when I got to the hospitals waiting room? NOOOOOOOOO! I was up until around three in the morning socializing with my cousins. Since Idaho is an hour behind Missouri that means from what I was use to I was up until 4:00 in the morning! When I was nine! I slept until six. A nice three hours of sleep. I was ready to wait more.
It turned out the doctors were able to get my papa on some machines that helped him breath. But the question was, how long were they needed?
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Finding his way
NonfiksiThis is a true story about my grandpa when he got sick. I know usually when you think nonfiction your like "hsnsbdmsndvakaks". Well I'll try to keep you entertained
