Feb 03, 2006 19:43
Update from earlier: I talked to my dad this evening. I can tell he's really scared. He thinks soon enough he will be in a wheelchair and that his nerves are deteriorating rather quickly. I'm so afraid for him, and it kills me to know how upset he is. He feels like an old man and wasn't ready for that so soon. He's only 53! Both of my parents are having old-age problems at a rather young age (my mom is 52). Even if doctors figure out what's wrong with him, there's not much that can be done about the nerves that are dying in the meantime. Every time I talk to him, he wants me to come visit and tells me I'm welcome to bring any boys I may be dating with me. I think he wants to see I'm being taken care of and happy so that he can be reassured. I feel terrible that I may not be able to give him what he wants to see, and that he won't be able to walk me down the aisle one day. I've always planned to have both my dad and stepdad give me away. I know he's going to be in a deep depression about his illness, if he's not already.
On another note entirely, Robynn and I were discussing Valentine's Day earlier and how it's actually kinda crappy to try to go out to eat on that day, because of crowds and the wait and such. It's a much better idea to take it easy that day and go out the next...I think my ideal v-day would be to lay around, watch movies, cuddle, flirt, and just throw some food together. She agreed, so now I'm stuck having to convince her to go out to eat so that I won't be stuck at home listening to them have my ideal v-day ;)
Well I'm going to get back to cleaning. It helps me when I'm upset, in some weird way...