It was December 2020, finishing my fall semester of Senior year of college at Michigan State University, when I received a phone call from my mother telling me that my grandpa had gone to the hospital. We were unsure of why at the time, but later found out that he had tested positive for COVID. My grandpa was a very healthy man at the age of 74 years old constantly working on new projects around the house and taking care of his landscaping and gardening on their 5 acres of land. He was a very hands on man and never stopped helping to take care of his interests and other people. My grandpa had been in the hospital for just a few days before he began to decline. Starting out having a trouble breathing, he was increased oxygen as the days went on and ended up on a ventilator. This began in October just one month before he spent his birthday, 55th anniversary, and Thanksgiving in the hospital fighting for his life. My family had to make the hard decision to let my grandpa go be with Jesus as his body could no longer take this virus and his battle came to an end. It is surprising how many people do not take this virus seriously and do not do their part in helping to end this pandemic. I miss my grandpa dearly and wish he was still here with us but I know that he is in a better place. My biggest take away from this is that everyone needs to do their part. I am not one to tell people how to live their lives and make decisions for them but I strongly encourage everyone to do their part in helping to keep others safe. I will never understand why this had to happen but I hope to understand one day.
My family and COVID-19
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