The Chicken's ToesAfter dinner tonight Joel and I (Megan) went to see Gramps. His eyes would only peek open for a split second to see who was there and then were closed again. Joel insisted that Gramps kiss his hand and kept putting it on his mouth which Gramps responded to and kissed for him. His words are very hard to understand when he tries to talk now. For the most part he just wants to sleep and be left alone, with the occasional drinks of orange juice here and there. He goes about 20-30 seconds now without breathing. His heart seems to be beating strong, 88 beats per min.
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