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Thursday, March 01, 2007
~ 8:10 PM ~
Well, I disappeared again - but for a good reason. The last few days have certainly been scary to say the least. My dad, as most of you know, is my only living parent. My mother passed away when I was but 12 , and really, my dad is the only one I have left. My closest older relatives are in Malaysia , Singapore, New Zealand - and while my makeshift uncles and aunties and close family friends , they're certainly no replacement for a parent.
My dad fell in on Tuesday. He woke me up with his vomiting, and after I tended to him, I left for work and my brother looked after him thinking it was just food poisoning. During the day, I called back home to ask how he was and my brother informed me that an ambulance had been called but they said he would be okay and didnt need to go to hospital.
So I settled a little after an initial panic, and then went on to play netball for James' team. Coming home, I noticed missed calls and sms' on my phone telling me that he was in hospital...
I didnt have my keys so I had to ask Jess and Stophe to drive me to Charlies... there, we waited for 6 hours till we got some news and he had to stay in..
Waiting for news on someone who has been admitted to hospital has to be one of the excrutiating waits there is... you have to wait hours, with others that are also worried and "in line" to find out info... the fact that other people are crying, yelling, or just worried makes u feel even worse...
But anyways, it's now Thursday and my dad has been discharged and is resting at home. It's been a relief because on Tuesday night he couldnt open his eyes without getting sick. He can now walk a little (but is still wobbly), and we are making sure someone is home to look after him.
So there's the rollercoaster few days that we call life.Labels: life
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