...Anyway, they got everything fixed, and we filled up Granddads tank, checked the tires, and topped off the Wiper Fluid, before transporting him to the unit on an Epinephrine infusion that was dripping faster than that old broken faucet in my college dorm room that we never got fixed cause it would have cost money and we didn't pay for the water anyway...Grandpa died sometime later, not sure if it was his Kidney's who didn't have a sense of Humor about Hypo-Tension, or his Lungs were allergic to the swimming pool of Blood Products he got, or his Ticker didn't like the Aortic Crossclamp,or maybe his number came up in the Celestial Pick-6, but wateva it was, he died with a NORMAL HEMOGLOBIN by God!
Thank you Frankie!
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