Remember Me?

I don't know where to begin, so I'll just say this. Gk is in the hospital. I took him in to ER yesterday at 3:30 AM. They had him in a room and admitted by 7:30. He was so so ok until about 1:30 when he "crashed". His oxygen went way down and his blood pressure way up. He couldn't breathe and was clinging to me and crying that this was it, and to please just let him go. I said I would, but it was the hardest thing to say goodbye to someone you love so much, who's still able to look you in the eye and tell you goodbye. It was a really rough go for the next few hours. We didn't expect him to pull through, But as Grampy does so often, he surprised us. By about 5:30 all his levels were back to normal and with medication he was resting quietly. Those words he spoke to me were his last though, he has been unresponsive since. He has been off the I.V for the last 24 hours since any fluid at all drops his blood pressure. The problem is, with his congestive heart failure his lungs fill with fluid and it builds around his heart. It's kinda one of those deals where you just can't win.
He had been feeling poorly since Saturday when we had planned to visit Betty at the coast. We stayed home, and over the next two days he went down hill with halucinations, confusion and disorientation. He also hadn't slept since 2:00 AM saturday morning.
I have to get back to the hospital now, so I don't have time to go into all the details, but I think he may be home tomorrow with the aid of Hospice. We have a bed being delivered that we can set up in the living room, and Mike and Wyatt and I will just stay at the big house with him.
I have tried to reach Wendy, but it seems she has lost her cell phone. She is off work, although I have left messages for her there. If you see her or know how to get in touch with her, please tell her to call.
Please pray for my Grampy. He's quite a man.