A long year
Its late. Im rambling. Probably.
But I am saying this. This year has been hell.
If someone asked me if this or the time with my moms sickness have been worse.. well I wouldnt be able to answer. I mean, she died. I broke down. But it went fast, but I knew the outcome. With my dad, I dont know, since we dont know yet what he is suffering from. But he did undergo surgery now for the stroke he had. It left blood and other fluids in his head. Improvement after? I do not know yet. He has an easier time talking and understanding. Dont get me wrong, he still have problems with it, but not as much as just before the surgery. I hope this will last. I hope even more it will get better. But they did see something on his brain. Something wrong. I guess chance is slim, but miracles might happen. I hope it will... But honestly, I think seeing someones mind die is so much harder than the body dying, cause this leaves a breathing empty shell, whom is unhappy, gets lost and frustrates people around them. It is awful...