What do you say?

I received a phone call from my mom this morning (who is currently in California on vacation). She said that my Grandpa was in the hospital as he had a fall at the assisted living center and was unconscious for almost two hours. (!) Since Mom is in California, my aunt is left with the responsibility of taking care of Grandpa. Lately, he's been a handful.

I called my aunt to see if she wanted me to go up to the hospital to visit with him for a bit, but she said that she'd rather go up tonight to see if she can hopefully talk to the doctors to see if they've figured out what's going on. I told her that she could call me if she changed her mind, or if she needed me to go visit with him tomorrow.

I decided to go up to the hospital anyway as I know that Grandpa would love the company. Now, here's the sticky situation I got myself into... Once I was up in Grandpa's room and we were chatting, he kept telling me that he's lost everything. He's lost his house (he lives in an assisted living center), he's lost his car (which was HIS choice to sell, but I would be very fearful if he was still on the road), he's lost all of his belongings (now this isn't true - he has his personal belongings in the center with him), and he's lost his wife (she is living in the center, too, but in a separate part as she has dementia and needs more care than just "assisted" living). So, he keeps repeating this over and over and over again. I kept telling him that he hasn't lost his family and that's the most important thing of all. He agreed with me, but then he'd get depressed again and repeat that he's lost everything.

I hate seeing him like this and I feel so very uncomfortable when he's like this. I just don't know what to say. What do you say? What can you say? I just don't know.

Alex hasn't been feeling well so we asked Aidan's Grandpa Ramos to come over and watch Aidan while I was gone. (Sorry, Terri - we would have asked you but you were working!) Here's a pic of Grandpa feeding Aidan his afternoon snack - squash! (Please excuse the messy kitchen table - we're busy packing for our trip to Florida)