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December 6, 1999
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Last month, my grandpa gave my family his elderly cockatiel, Quarky. Seriously, he's at least thirty (he was found abandoned a really long time ago). When he was found, his right foot was paralyzed, and no one really knows why. Regardless, he's a pretty happy bird. He enjoys eating, sleeping, and listening to music.
My grandpa died last night. It was definitely the worst night of my life.
He was very sick. My grandpa was battling two types of cancer, in addition to liver failure, and he was stuck in bed. He was extremely weak; when I visited him at his home on Monday, he could barely talk. The next day, he was put on oxygen and morphine (to help him breathe easier). If you're bedridden and can't swallow, talk, or breathe, you're not even really alive anymore. So I suppose he's in a better place now.
My aunt called our house a little after 11:10 last night, saying that they thought he died, but they weren't sure. So my mom drove over to my grandparents' house to see what was going on.
Over an hour later, my dad called my brother and I into the living room and told us that Grandpa was gone. I didn't really know how to feel. I've kind of spent the entire month being sad about losing him, so I guess when it finally happened, I felt numb. I was up past 3 in the morning. I don't even know how I got to sleep. I still feel numb this morning.
Each day, he got weaker and weaker, and he spent more and more time sleeping. He died at home, in his sleep, surrounded by family, which is better than dying in pain.
I'm going to miss my grandpa a lot. But you know what? I was really lucky to have him in my life. I had a lot of good times with him, and he taught me so much. My grandpa lived a long, happy life. He was so independent and strong, too. He kept his spirits up, even though he knew he didn't have much time left. I just know that wherever my grandpa is, he's not suffering anymore, and he's going to watch over me to make sure I'm safe. I'll never forget him.