Clinic Hours...

I've had a couple of bad days before, but this past week has won the price!

My Dad almost died... Yeah, almost...
He was suppose to have a very simple, although not minor, surgery. But something went wrong around 3AM and he started to loose a lot of blood...
The Doctor in charge called me saying that he was reanimated...
I just ran...
And cried... a lot...

The worst 60 minutes of my life so far...

I never ever thought that I would react like that, so much crying and thinking that came over me, just filled with overwhelming feelings and emotions that I never thought could ever rise from a situation like this with my Dad...

I'm so not ready for him to leave me...
It's not because he's still young, or because we have business issues to fix together...
It's not even because I'll miss him so much...

I know it's harsh... but sadly true...
We don't have a normal father-daughter relationship, and I've never pretended we did...
He was not a good dad while growing up, but god damn I know he will be a one hell of a grandpa'!

I sooo don't want him to miss that, and I soo want my kids to grow up learning things from him...

I'm not ready to let him go...
Now it's time to take care of the old fellow and make him better!

XoXo