My grandpa's surgery yesterday was much more intense than they'd expected it to be. He needed a quadruple bypass and a valve replacement. He had a rough night and is not doing well now. My mom's post is a little more in-depth.
So I find that we are in a very awkward state. We've visited him at the hospital, but really can't stay there. The excitement is too much for him. And we are left with nothing to do but wait. Going about the business of Christmas feels wrong. But sitting around is worse.
Pray for his peace and comfort with me, won't you?