hmmmm
yesterday was a weird day. work had me driving all over the frigging place, and some pillock nearly drove into me when drove his motorbike round a corner while looking in the completely opposite direction (stopped about two foot short)
then...
got home. my dad phoned to say that my mum had been taken into hospital with chest pains, and that was all he knew at that point. he phoned me later to say that they still didnt really know, but best guess was angina, which sounded a hell of a lot better than it could have been. but for those 90 minutes in between, i just felt numb. still do a bit tbh. sounds trite, but makes you think. about living too far to visit in the week, about how i don't speak to my sister enough, that i've never told them the whole sexuality thing, about how i always got on better with my mum than my dad, mortality...
its weird to be hoping so hard its something like angina when you think. anyway, i'm popping up at the weekend to visit and ask her why she was in pain for a week without telling anyone. daft bint.
then...
got home. my dad phoned to say that my mum had been taken into hospital with chest pains, and that was all he knew at that point. he phoned me later to say that they still didnt really know, but best guess was angina, which sounded a hell of a lot better than it could have been. but for those 90 minutes in between, i just felt numb. still do a bit tbh. sounds trite, but makes you think. about living too far to visit in the week, about how i don't speak to my sister enough, that i've never told them the whole sexuality thing, about how i always got on better with my mum than my dad, mortality...
its weird to be hoping so hard its something like angina when you think. anyway, i'm popping up at the weekend to visit and ask her why she was in pain for a week without telling anyone. daft bint.