My dad just called. My grandfather was taken by ambulance to the hospital about half an hour ago. It doesn't sound good.

He had some trouble breathing last night. Today, he was up and about and he went to lie down and read like he often does in the afternoons and his wife heard two short noises, she ran in and found him half on the bed and half off and not breathing. She tried to get him going and when she couldn't, she called for the ambulance. Apparently, the EMTs worked on him for a bit and she called my dad. He heard a friend of theirs come in to tell her that they got him breathing again. She told my dad to call me and that she'd call him when she knew something.

As I told my dad, when I said yesterday that I was ready for a road trip, I did not mean for this occasion.