Mom called me a couple of minutes ago. I couldn't take the call as I was driving, but I called back in fear. She wouldn't be calling me at 8:30 on a weekday except for a couple of reasons. The most likely one was the true one. Gramps is in the hospital. Went in last night and Gram didn't call mom until this morning. He's not in ICU or in any kind of imminent danger. He may need his pacemaker replaced. Or something. I have no information right now and I have no way to get it for an hour or two until I can get hold of Gram at the hospital.
I am so fucking glad I have the car now. Time to clear my work schedule.