On Saturday night my grandfather suffered a transient ischaemic attack.
I got out of the tube, on my way to meet friends to discover a voicemail from my mother. She was in the emergency resuscitation ward of the Homerton Hospital with my grandfather, who had suffered an incident of some form.
Since then he has recovered, and even been discharged. He is doing well, and is even telling more jokes than he used to! However his heart did stop beating for a short about of time. Mum has written a more detailed post on her blog about what happened.
