First I want to thank everyone for their kind messages regarding my previous note about my grandpa, and thus my recent major lack of activity. I really appreciate the thoughtful messages here, Twitter, Facebook, etc.
Grandpa was able to come home on Friday evening, such a relief. He has an infection for which he is taking antibiotics. I was able to set up physical therapy for him to come to the house, which will help that leg where the infection started to regain strength.
I was at the hospital daily, and I was glad this happened while Eleanor and I were home. This way I was not hundreds of miles away, relying on text and phone call updates from my mom and family.
Part of the issue is that my grandpa is stubborn, and many times I am the only one he will listen to (I am the oldest grandchild and was the only for many years. I have a special bond with my grandparents that my cousins just can't replicate). I basically told him he has to do what the doctors tell him or he will not get to go home. He knows all of this and understands. He just sometimes thinks his way is better. It is both endearing and frustrating.
Eleanor and I headed home early Sunday after spending most of Saturday with my grandparents as well - making sure they had everything they needed, helping my grandpa organize his new meds, etc.
I talked to my grandparents yesterday afternoon and will talk to them again later today. It's a major relief to know they're doing well. Grandpa sounds like his old self again. Grandma is glad that everything is alright again. I am so grateful and relieved that this was a short hospital stay and that I could be there through it.
Thank you again, from the bottom of my heart.