I was woken up this morning at 6am to the phone ringing. It was my grandfather, which I thought was odd because he has demensia and has been in hospital the last week for a variety of illnesses.
He hasn't been able to speak or be coherent for about a year but he was his old self on the phone and we had a really normal conversation where he was asking me questions, I was asking him questions and we were talking about the future, the past, current events, my dad and all sorts of things.
We spoke for around an hour and the call ended very casually with him saying he knew it was early and he'd better let me get on with my day.
After the call I thought to myself wow, that hospital had really fixed him up and wondered what drugs he had been given to make his mind sharp again.
THEN, the phone rang again and it was the hospital saying they had been trying to call me for an hour and that my grandfather had been pronounced dead an hour ago.
Like... What the fuck?
My bad lol
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Sorry to hear about grandpa, dude god works its crazy cause i ain't no church goer but he works. Unless u were smoking some shit?1