Sadness it just wont come to me.

I know that I should be sad but I just cant help but feel rather normal, I mean my grandfather is on my fathers side is dying and you know he is bumed out about it like my brother and mother and grandmother, with all my cousins. But me I just cant feel the pain they are going through, I mean I did feel it for about a split second but then I looked arounded the room and saw all the sad faces and couldnt bring myself to cry or feel the pain they do. I mean he is not dead but half his brain is dead. Aparently he had a stroke and they didnt get to him quick enough to find out he had it. From what I could gather he had it during the late night to the morning while he was in the hospital, and was out cold for some time before the doctors found him. Its sad that he now has to eat through tubes and use the bathroom like that, because they do, but dont want to take him off life support.

Because he is vegetablelized he cant walk, talk, open his eyes, its as though he is already dead, to the world, but the body stills lives. They want a decision if my grandmother want him to stay on life support and see if he makes it and pulls through or if they would let him go into that eternal slumber. I know my grandmother does not want that to happen to her husband but the majority of the family does, they dont want him to just be in a prision from which there is no escape, they want him to be at peace, with no tubes in him barely keeping him alive. My thougths on this is that the soul has already left the body, but the body still lives because of the cold hand of science. Honestly I do not want my grandfather to suffer, I would like my grandmother to pull the plug, he has lived a long and well life surroned by family and friends who love him. I hope that he can go in peace if thats the way grandma choses, if not then I pray that he pulls through, and will up and about again. One can only hope, and pray because when it comes down to it thats really what counts.