Life that is, its amazing really how good you can feel and how shitty you can feel the next day.
I got a phone call from my bro earlier, my dad is in hospital, and its serious.
An artery burst in his stomach, hes in intensive care, my dad has multiple health problems anyway and those might complicate this.
I am so worried about him, and when hes half a world away I cant even visit him. My step mum is finding out if I can phone him at the hospital, hes all tubed up at the mo though so it might be a couple of days before I can.
And now back to crying and packing up the house.
