Grandad was doing well. He was recovering. He was getting a healthy weight back. Unofrtunately, when he was moved to physical rehab, they didn't transfer his medical instructions... including the part that says "daily dialysis treatment". v.v Uncle got a call on Friday... a plea for help. His last words we'll know of, were "Please save me. I'm dieing here. They're killing me." He passed away Saturday night, from complications of a blood infection. v.v He'll never move down to Florida like he wanted, or get back on the road that he was working so hard to reach. He was 83. I... need a hug.

Don't get to the point grandad was in. Don't be an animal hoarder ): Don't become a hoarder, and end up living in pure squalor. And if someone you know is... Try to save them. ):