Happy Bittersweet Birthday Granddaddy

Today certainly didn't turn out the way I had pictured it.
I got a call from my Aunt who is visiting my Granddad from Florida this week and she said that Grandaddy had gone to the hospital earlier in the morning for congestive heart failure.
I'm so beside myself. She gave me his number and I called him.
He sounded in really good spirits. He even sounded better than the last time I spoke with him.
I told him this was a heck of a way to spend his birthday and I wasn't going to be able to make fried chicken as I had planned but we bring him a cake and celebrate anyway.
I was sooo proud of all my kids, each of them came to see him and we had a wonderful visit. My Aunt was their, with her granddaughter and we spent a few hours with him just being silly and telling old stories.
I picked up a bouquet of flowers for him, Billy and the kids got cards and we stopped at Food Lion and got a cake. The cake decorating person wasn't there and I had to write Happy Birthday on the cake myself.
He was really surprised to see us all and I think everyone was relieved to see him in such good spirits.
I'm not ready to lose him. I need him too much in my life, and I don't want to go through yet anohter grieving process. I'm scared for him and the things he has to deal with. I wish he would be honest in his communcations with the ones he loves and not let them think that they are getting over on him. It saddens me to think that he looks death in the eye everyday yet hee continues to allow things that make him nuts to continue.