A couple of weeks to forget

So let's recap the last few weeks shall we? Ok we shall.


First my grandpa has complications from getting his pacemaker battery replaced and has to be re-hospitalized with congestive heart failure. Not exactly an easy thing for a 93 year old. A few days later, my other grandpa goes under the knife for some sort of back operation. Again, not an easy thing for someone in their mid-eighties. So both my grandpa's are in the hospital. Then I have a particularly rough time at the casino. Let's just say I didn't win anything. Then, I am involved in a fender bender in the parking lot. Really not my most favorite week. Oh, and then, because my mom and aunt are really concerned about my grandpa, Rachel and I had to stay the night at the grandparents house the other night just in case my grandpa fell out of bed or something. My grandma looked almost offended that we were there. Nobody wants anyone to think that they can't take care of themselves. So it was a little awkward, but when it was time to go to bed, it really got awkward. That's because my grandpa can't sleep in their bed because it's too low. So they slept in the guest bed, which is higher and therefore easier to get in and out of. Now on a scale of uncomofortableness, sleeping with your significant other in your grandparents bed ranks somewhere between seeing your cousin naked and having your boss mention to you that your fly is down.

Hopefully the two weeks of roughness are over, and my two weeks of coolness are about to start.