It's late... and I can't sleep...

My grandfather took a fall right before Christmas. He landed on his glasses case, and that managed to break two ribs and puncture a lung. They kept him for a few days, put a tube in his chest, and tried to regulate his blood pressure and blood sugar (I inherited those problems from him). They failed to regulate those things and released him anyway. He went back for a follow-up today. His lung has deflated 20% and his wounds aren't healing. They readmitted him for observation.

After years of struggle, I'm finally in a financial and professional position to be back home when they need me, and I can't leave. God help me, this life is so long...