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dear livejournal,
this hasnt been the coolest week ever.
around 3 am yesterday i woke up and started puking blood.
i wish that was the worst part.
my dads in the hospital.
hes in a coma. no im not kidding.
my sister called at 1:30 this morning.
he had a heart attack that caused a tear in his aorta.
he had a 95% chance of death if they didnt operate immediatly.
i think they called it an embolism. or aneurysm.
we got to the hospital at 2:15am.
i got to talk to him. and i didnt cry.
they started his 4 hour open heart surgery at 4:15am.
i sat on the floor. in the corner of a waiting room.
the size of my bathroom. for 6 hours.
my aunt prayed. and sang hymns. and read scriptures.
my sisters cried. but i didnt.
at 10:30 they let us go in and see him.
he was in the same coma he will be for the next 2 days.
i thought my dad was going to die.
and when everything was completely over i saw him.
he didnt look like my dad anymore.
it really scared me. so then i cried.
i wanted to call kayla.
thats how i know shes my best friend.
my fucking dad was about to die and i couldnt function
because she wasnt there with me.
life is some fucked up shit.
this hasnt been the coolest week ever.
around 3 am yesterday i woke up and started puking blood.
i wish that was the worst part.
my dads in the hospital.
hes in a coma. no im not kidding.
my sister called at 1:30 this morning.
he had a heart attack that caused a tear in his aorta.
he had a 95% chance of death if they didnt operate immediatly.
i think they called it an embolism. or aneurysm.
we got to the hospital at 2:15am.
i got to talk to him. and i didnt cry.
they started his 4 hour open heart surgery at 4:15am.
i sat on the floor. in the corner of a waiting room.
the size of my bathroom. for 6 hours.
my aunt prayed. and sang hymns. and read scriptures.
my sisters cried. but i didnt.
at 10:30 they let us go in and see him.
he was in the same coma he will be for the next 2 days.
i thought my dad was going to die.
and when everything was completely over i saw him.
he didnt look like my dad anymore.
it really scared me. so then i cried.
i wanted to call kayla.
thats how i know shes my best friend.
my fucking dad was about to die and i couldnt function
because she wasnt there with me.
life is some fucked up shit.