An email to my brother

Today we are taking Grandma to a hospice house in Vancouver WA. The insurance will only let her stay there for 5 days, so the family has that much time to get her house ready for her. A hospital bed is being delivered today and Mom, Dad and I are going over to clean and prepare. John and Theresa are dealing with both Grandma and Grandpa. This morning Mom found out that Grandpa also needs to be admitted to a hospital. His knee has been bothering him and he had a bad fall. Tom could barely get him up, but never called 911. Grandpa never went to a doctor. I think that Grandpa's accident finally broke through whatever mental barrier makes them never deal with things directly, and take Grandma to the hospital. Mom is in shock. I most certainly haven't fully begun to process anything yet. And to add a dash of absurdity, we woke up to it snowing.