rubykatewriting: (Rory & Jess: Something Resembling Love)
My grandfather is home. He came through the surgery with flying colors and is doing amazingly well.

In other news, I have completed the final chapter of Home.

TITLE: Home
AUTHOR: [livejournal.com profile] rubykatewriting
PAIRING: This fic features Lorelai and Luke in an established relationship with children; Sookie and Jackson are still doing what they're doing; and Jess is a widower; it will eventually end up Rory/Jess.
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Now he can’t imagine calling any other place home. Jess returns to Stars Hollow.
DISCLAIMER: Luke Danes, Lorelai Gilmore, Jess Mariano, Sookie St. James, Jackson Belleville, Emily and Richard Gilmore and Rory Gilmore belong to others. I am only borrowing them. No harm intended.
WARNING: Major character death pre-fic, which is discussed and dealt with through remainder of fic.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Multiple chapters. Dedicated to my beloved friend and beta Green Eve.


The room is as sterile and cold as he remembers. )

chapter one | chapter two | chapter three | chapter four
chapter five | chapter six | chapter seven | chapter eight | chapter nine
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I think I spoke too soon. Apparently, my grandfather's aortic valve is shot to hell. The damage is so extensive, it's pretty much a miracle he's alive. He'll be going into surgery on Thursday to get that replaced as well as three bypasses. Mom is optimistic, plus she really likes the surgeon, which means he's top-notch.

Crap. Here come the tears.
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Just got off the phone with Mom. It seems Poppies didn't have a stroke but a heart attack, which caused the seizure. He's at the hospital in Abilene and will be undergoing angioplasty within the next few hours. Depending on how that goes (i.e., if there's more damage than anticipated), he will either be released later today or have to stay over an additional night.

I'm exhausted now. It isn't as bad as Mom and I feared. Shit. For having such bad cholesterol all these years and with the way my grandmother cooks, it's amazing he's gone this long without needing angioplasty. I swear, I'm floating from the optimism here.
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My grandfather had a seizure yesterday. He's in the hospital, but only for observation and to have some tests performed. He's on a regular diet and doesn't even have an IV. Mom, from what my grandmother described, thinks he had a stroke then suffered a grand mal as a result. The test results should be in today.

Of course, all my grandfather, stubborn butthead that he is, cared about was that he was going to miss out on the T-Bones he got out to thaw. This isn't a surprise to any of us. When he nearly severed the tip of his finger (it was dangling by a breaths-width of skin), he came in and requested a bandaid from my grandmother because he "cut his finger." She had to threaten to hit him over the head with her iron skillet to even get him in the car. If I wasn't five hours away, I would give him a good shake. Followed by a hug. He gives the best hugs.

Sigh. I'm not ready to lose him yet. I want a good ten years to pass without me losing someone I love.

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