I know I haven't really been around for a few weeks but things have been lively around here on top of my primary hard-drive failing.
My dad isn't the most healthy person in the world, even after his heart attack a few months ago he has continued to smoke and eat bad food.
He was living in this house for a few days to cool off after fighting with his wife and the day before yesterday he decided to go back so they could try some counseling. Of course I have nothing but mean thoughts in my head because I absolutely hate this woman. The last time I talked to my father I said some pretty mean things because I was mad at him...
Now I feel like the worst person in the whole world.
My grandmother just told me moments ago that he called at 5AM to tell her that he was driving himself to the hospital because he was spitting up blood. He said that he felt like he was breathing through liquid but not having any shortness of breath.
I am BEYOND worried.
Even though he is not a good Father, I can't for the life of me just STOP caring. As much as i want to not care, I am beside myself right now just wanting to take the hour drive out to the hospital to see if he is okay. But I haven't been to sleep yet and it's going on 7am. I'm afraid that getting behind the wheel of the car could be a bad idea right now.
What if I wake up and somebody tells me that he died?
;_; Please be okay Daddy...
If you aren't home when I wake up I promise to come see you immediately!!
*sniffles*
Edit - I just need to add that please try to not speculate about what could be wrong. I am worrying enough right now without self-diagnosing him.
My dad isn't the most healthy person in the world, even after his heart attack a few months ago he has continued to smoke and eat bad food.
He was living in this house for a few days to cool off after fighting with his wife and the day before yesterday he decided to go back so they could try some counseling. Of course I have nothing but mean thoughts in my head because I absolutely hate this woman. The last time I talked to my father I said some pretty mean things because I was mad at him...
My grandmother just told me moments ago that he called at 5AM to tell her that he was driving himself to the hospital because he was spitting up blood. He said that he felt like he was breathing through liquid but not having any shortness of breath.
I am BEYOND worried.
Even though he is not a good Father, I can't for the life of me just STOP caring. As much as i want to not care, I am beside myself right now just wanting to take the hour drive out to the hospital to see if he is okay. But I haven't been to sleep yet and it's going on 7am. I'm afraid that getting behind the wheel of the car could be a bad idea right now.
What if I wake up and somebody tells me that he died?
;_; Please be okay Daddy...
If you aren't home when I wake up I promise to come see you immediately!!
*sniffles*
Edit - I just need to add that please try to not speculate about what could be wrong. I am worrying enough right now without self-diagnosing him.