Grandpa...

They started with the therapy yesterday. We were so hopeful when he called us and we were able to understand him on the phone.
Today he didn't call us.
Mother was with him for a bit... and told us later that he couldn't speak much... and has problems to sit up because he feels dizzy then.
He can't see much... his one eye is almost blind already.
The other one is still okay somehow... but... still....
He doesn't feel any pain... I do though...
I was so hopeful yesterday... and was happy because I thought he maybe could come home again for awhile at least.
He wouldn't live much longer. But it would be enough to be with him more... to have him here at home... so that he can still see where he lives and so that he can be where he lives... so that he can see his garden, his books, his room,...
He is tired all the time now... He wasn't like that just 2 days ago.
The nurse said it's better than yesterday... that he feels better than yesterday... but I don't really think so...
Grandma and I were crying again...
We wanted him to come home... at least a bit..