Today at sometime this morning between 4 am and 2 pm, my grandfather passed away. My grandmother, from what I can tell, is alright for now.
Here is how it all went down.
My grandmother woke up at 4 am to give him his daily coffee and his medication. He was complaining his legs hurt and so he took his medicine. He wasn't talking to her much, due to the time of day, so she just went back to sleep with him. She awoke at around 12 pm and went up front without messing with him. At around 2 pm she walked back there, having not heard him ask for anything else, to check on him. She bent over and felt he was cold and was not talking to her. Frantically, she called my younger sister and told her to give the phone to my father. He then ran back to his bedroom and told my mom to wake up and go with him to make sure my grandfather had really passed. She jumped with a jolt and soon she, my father, and older sister. Now my older sister is over at her house staying with my grandmother for a bit.
He was 70 years old, turning 71 this year.