So this story starts off about 3 months ago when he went in for a regular checkup. He discovered his aortic valve had been 97% blocked. The doctors in North Carolina had no clue what to do, so he went to his old doctor in Ohio to get a second opinion. The doctor had tested him and he had been a candidate for a recently created surgery that puts a new aortic valve in the old one. It was a two step surgery that went excellently both times, aside for one tiny detail. When they did a CT scan they noticed a dark purple thing in the old valve but outside the new one. Yesterday he went in for a CT scan and they noticed it was gone. The doctors had assumed it was a good thing, until this afternoon.
Turns out the purple thing was a blood clot, and it had moved to his brain.
When he woke up this morning and went to the bathroom, my grandma had gone in to check on him after a few minutes, and he had a stroke on the toilet. It had completely destroyed the left part of his brain. He didn't want to be a vegetable, so he asked my grandma to let him go. He died this afternoon, with everybody in the family but my sister, my cousin, and I with him. My sister and I were working and my cousin is going to BU so he won't be here until tomorrow.
The part that shocks me the most is he was doing great when I saw him a week ago. How can something go from so well to tragic in such a small amount of time?
RIP Boss, you were on of the coolest grandpas ever.
Turns out the purple thing was a blood clot, and it had moved to his brain.
When he woke up this morning and went to the bathroom, my grandma had gone in to check on him after a few minutes, and he had a stroke on the toilet. It had completely destroyed the left part of his brain. He didn't want to be a vegetable, so he asked my grandma to let him go. He died this afternoon, with everybody in the family but my sister, my cousin, and I with him. My sister and I were working and my cousin is going to BU so he won't be here until tomorrow.
The part that shocks me the most is he was doing great when I saw him a week ago. How can something go from so well to tragic in such a small amount of time?
RIP Boss, you were on of the coolest grandpas ever.
