About a week and a half ago my mom asked if I would take her to Tennessee to see my ailing grandfather. I agreed because I had the following week off.
We loaded up the car Friday evening and left around 5:15am for Tennessee. We arrived at the hospital around noon. Candy, Troy, Cassandra, Logan, Taylor and my grandma were already there. My grandfather was having trouble breathing, so the nurse gave him morphine. He then went to sleep and we went to lunch. We ended up at one of the only restaurants in Paris, TN. After downing some food, we returned to the hospital and talked with him for a little while longer. My mother and I were exhausted from our journey and left for their house, which was 45 minutes away.
Shortly after we arrived in Big Sandy, the rest of the family came back. There was quite a bit of things that needed to be done. We sat on the porch and talked about different childhood memories of our grandpa.
Sunday my grandpa came home from the hospital. He was pretty strong and was able to walk into the house. My mom and I went to church and then we came home and made my grandfather's favorite cake-German Chocolate.
Tuesday the home health nurse came and my grandpa was extremely weak by the time that she was done testing him. By 4pm he was having trouble breathing, so I loaded him and my grandma into the car and we headed to the emergency room. He was given a shot of Lasix and was released.
Wednesday, he slept most of the day and was not doing well at all. Thursday at 3am he was having trouble breathing. My mom and I had to return home, because my younger sister was in need of help getting ready for camp. He had a real bad bout and the nurse informed my grandma that he only had 2-3 days left before he would pass.
Friday, August 21st, around 3am Robert Marion Gaba passed from this life, no longer suffering. His wake is tomorrow in Frankfort, IL and his funeral is on Tuesday. He will be laid to rest near his daughter, who passed 2 years ago.
