I've always hoped Grandparents were immortal. But on Saturday I received a terrible piece of news. My Grandpa falled down and banged his head. He had headache so he went to rest. Actually he had a brain haemorrhage. Because of an anticoagulant medicine that he has to take for his heart, doctors could do little or nothing to stop haemorrhage. They gave him a medicine to contrast anticoagulant medicine, but it doesn't work.
Now we only have to wait. Doctors says we can't hope for something good, because his brain is completely ruined. We can see him only half hour per day, for 5 minutes. And I don't know neither if I can see him when I will come back home because there are at least three meter of snow, and roads are almost not practiable and the hospital is in another town.
So, I can do nothing, I would like to go to my grandma house, to console and help her. But she lives in the countryside and now it's really difficult to go there. But this is Life and we can only wait.