Well im about to throw my two pennies worth into the Grandparent pot, so apologise if it gets a bit ranty.
My granddad has managed to put himself in the hospital
. He had a fall either Sunday morning or Saturday night, outside his bathroom. My mum had tried to ring him Sunday morning and go no answer and I'd tried to ring him Sunday afternoon (Nothing to do with mum ringing, i just wanted to speak to him before Christmas). We got no answer, so while i was trying to ring, my mum got in contact with one of his neighbours to see what was up. They found him on the floor with all the lights on and the oven running (which is were the possible Saturday night comes into it).
My mum drove up straight away (I cant get there till Wednesday because i dont drive), and she and his neighbours went with him to the hospital.
Now this is were im angry with him
Turns out he was vastly dehydrated, he hadnt drunk any water for over a couple of days. So they've got him on a drip and are pumping him full of antibiotics because of an infection hes got because of it. The reason Im angry? he said it had not been worth the effort to go into his kitchen from his living room and various points to get a drink of water. He literally couldnt be bothered to drink as he didnt want to get up. He'd go and do other stuff, but not pour himself a glass of water. What in the serious F**K.
So now my mums upset with him (He's literally only just agreed to do power of attorney because we were worried about him) and he's set off my anxiety.
I love him, but seriously what the F**K.
If you hear on the news of an old Oxfordshire man being punched by his grandson that will be me
If not there will be a spree of Chavs ending up in hospital, thatll be me as well or people who spoil Rogue One for people who havent seen it.
Actually it'll give me a chance to practice some Wrestling. Suplex City here they come
