My grandpa, who is 93, is in the hospital right now. This is the story of how he got there.

Earlier this week, my mom went down to my grandpa's house to check up on him. He lives alone, since my grandma died about 4 years ago, and my mom checks on him in the morning and afternoon. Well, this particular morning when my mom went down, he had fallen. This is nothing unusual. He tends to fall a lot and this is the reason why my mom checks on him so much. This time however when my mom asked him to roll over on his back (he had fallen on his side) he just started screaming and screaming. My mom was positive that he broke his hip, so she called the ambulance.

Well, the ambulance came, and the EMTs couldn't get him on his back, because my grandpa was screaming so much, so they took him to the hospital on his side. Well, in the emergency room, everything seemed to be alright with him. The nurses got him up and he was walking around and everything seemed fine, and they were getting ready to send him home.

My mom insisted that before he was discharged that they take an x-ray of his hip, because she was positive something was wrong, because he was screaming so bad, and that isn't like him.

They took him for an x-ray, and when the nurse came back with the results, she was trying hard not to laugh. I guess what the x-ray showed was SOMEHOW a pair of scissors slipped down his pants at home and when he fell, they were jabbing him and that was why he was screaming so loud.

When they were discharging my grandpa, my mom asked the doctor if he had any advice and he told her (with a smirk)to keep him away from sharp objects.

It's a funny story, but kind of sad too. Here's man who is the most generous, kindest man, who quit school in the 8th grade to go work in the coal mines to support his family. This is what happens when you get old. Sucks, doesn't it...

He got readmitted to the hospital the following day, because his bloodwork came back with a high white cell count, so he's there to be observed and is taking antibiotics. Hopefully, he'll get out tomorrow.

So, that's my lesson to everyone out there....don't put sharp objects down your pants.

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