My grandpa is back in the hospital. He checked himself in on Sunday because he hasn't been able to eat anything. At first we thought that he would only be in there for a couple of days, but today we got some news. They found more cancer in his shoulder bone. He's going to be in the hospital for at least 10 more days. My dad told Melynda that we need to start preparing ourselves. I don't know what to do. I have no words to say. I can't breathe. I feel like someone just punched me in the chest with a cement fist. I might vomit. I don't want to lose him. I just went to Iowa with Melynda to visit him 2 weeks ago & it was probably the best/saddest weekend ever. I can't remember the last time I spent so much time with my grandpa. You could tell that he was happy to see his granddaughters, but he was so tired & weak. All we could get him to eat all weekend was a pudding cup, a cup of applesauce, & some Ensure with his medicine. It was unbearable to see him in so much pain. & now this, I just can't handle it. I'm past the point of crying. There aren't enough tears in my eyes to help me through this. God, please be with him. Don't take him from me. Not yet. Please.