My grandfather has lung cancer. He was taking chemo, it didn't help him so the doctor is taking him off of it and placing him under hospice care. I don't feel anything about that at all, although I do feel sad about it, I haven't cried one bit. I'm more worried about my mom, who's taking the whole thing really hard. My grandfather's condition is worsening, recently he's started to cough up blood.
I am ashamed to admit that I really do not know my grandfather well. Growing up, he was the guy who gave me 50 dollars if I did well in school. We never really had a conversation or a real relationship. I'm kinda feeling like I should make up for lost time before it's too late.
Even after all of this I really don't feel a thing. I feel guilty because of it.