My grandfather had his brain damaged overnight and was taken to the hospital in the morning. He was on artificial respirator and stuff and the doctors had given their verdict which was that his brain is 95% damaged and that now he will not live. He survived that whole day although and during the night when we all (relatives) were standing beside his bed, he suddenly moved his toes and then after about half an hour he lifted up his right hand and right leg that gave us a lot of hope and I went to sleep the next day when I got up I came to know that he passed away and I could not tolerate it.
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