Aw, thats too bad
We still have our nani ammi, and our dada abu (who mA is 111 yrs old now). He's very, very healthy for his age, mA and doesnt look that old. Though I hear he's starting to thin now
Anyway, when I was in Pak this past summer, I made him stay with us in the city (he lives in the village in the family home) for the two months I was there for. And after my daadi passed away he developed a habit of going out right after Fajr prayer, and coming home near Asr. But of course he's elderly now and needs help going down the stairs. I told him for the time I was there I would take him down and bring him up myself. And he would knock on my door super early when he was ready to go down. and I'd hop the hell out of bed, wear my dupatta and take him downstairs, holding his arm with on hand on his other shoulder. And we'd count the stairs really loud, so he knew exaclty how many he'd covered and how many were left.
Near Asr, I'd keep my on the front door and we'd repeat the process all over again.
And because he's really old now, he cant exactly..well, keep track? I dont know how else to put this. So everytime he went to the bathroom, I'd go in after he left and clean up, because it would break my heart to hear anyone complain. So I took it upon myself to clean up after him. Argh, I think one of the maids complained about how she didnt want to do it (of course thats understandable) and after that it was my business.
In the evenings, he has dinner right before Maghrib, so I would make him roti and serve it myself, because the staff didnt know how thick to keep the roti or how much to cook it, and he complained their roti was too hard. They also didnt know how warm he drank his milk (I guess because he only stays there when me or my parents are visiting, so they dont really know how to properly serve him).
Anyway, I think I'm rambling. I could go on forever about my grandparents, I love them more than anying. Alhamduilah.
Also, excuse me if I grossed anyone out with the bathroom scene.