Mar 29, 2005 18:58
so not even a few minutes after i posted my father calls me and it goes something like this.
"can you get a few of mom's things together and bring them down here?"
"yeah, why?"
"the doctors found fluid building up around her heart so they'll have to drain it and maybe put her on a feeding tube."
things like this leave me hopeful for the future. not really, but i keep my chin up, i don't cry and push through it. I'm way overdue for a tear feast. see you all, when i see you all.
please, if you have my number, refrain from calling me tonight. thank you.