So while this song was stuck on replay in my head, I rushed my grandfather to the hospital in an ambulance, weaved in and out of traffic, and am now feeling like the rest of this week is going to be a very violent farce. I found him on the floor when I got home at lunchtime with my grandmother beside him, who coolly informed me that he had been sprawled on the ground since 9 AM and wouldn't get up. That's four hours on the floor. Have some porridge, she told me. And I'm like, Good thinking, Grandma.
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