“My grandfather was in the hospital and he had surgery for an aneurysm. After the surgery, he was knocked out on a lot of different meds.
I never went in to see him because I knew it would bother me, seeing him all hooked up to different things and asleep.
A few days later, I went back to my home state. The next day I got a call from my mother that my grandfather had died.
I regret I never went to see him.”