I close my eyes and all I can think about is the incident.
At the most random time right now. Why now?? I felt that I was having a good day and I dont get it.
I close my eyes and I can see the last time I saw my dad at the hospital. I open my eyes and stare at the ceiling. I remember back to that day. AJ and I had taken the bus to get there. He didnt want to go up to the room. He felt that it should be a thing for me and my dad. He said he was going to the cafateria and for me to meet him there. I waited for the elevator. It arrived and I pressed the button for the floor. The doors closed and I begin to get nervous. I love my dad. I know that he is not doing good right now and I know that walking into this room is only going to bring truth to my blind eyes.
I find the room and walk inside. There is my dad. Pathetic and pail he sits on his bed. He has breathing tubes in his nose and he can barley speak. I give him a hug and make small talk with him. Seeing him in his state is horrowing. It is scary to see a human in this state. He shakes when he talks. He tells me he loves me. I love him too. The doctor comes in to check on him. He pulls me outiside and tels me about my fathers health. The news isnt bad but it isnt good. I feel confident in my dads ability to recover and start over but deep down I knew that he didnt want to do that. He was way past the point of return. Dad tells me that he isnt feeling well and is going to go to sleep. I give him a hug and a kiss and exit the room.
