Hoping for the best.

My Grandad has been rushed into hospital again.

He has a very swollen artery close to the heart.

This time he is undergoing an emergency operation and has a 50/50 chance.

This is the most severe his health has got.

The optimist in me says 50% is still a half FULL glass.

But he is my Grandad and I am really worried for him.

I won't know anything more for a few hours at least.

He has a long operation ahead of him and will need to have recovery time in intensive care after that. How long that will be we don't know until we know how successful the operation is.

I was ok with it until I told Matthew and he burst out in tears. That set me off.

Hubby is at work but nearly finished. He offered to take me to the hospital but if he's in surgery I can't see him or do anything to help but I would like to see him as soon as we can.

I feel today is going to be a long day.