Sister #2 called, Dad’s in the hospital because he was throwing-up blood. I kind of want to throw up myself. I’m sitting here at work, waiting for an update and fighting the urge to flee. My dad is notorious for not taking care of himself and usually lands in the hospital at least once a year, usually due to his diabetes. This is different and I think I’m really quite worried.

I keep telling myself that it’s nothing, that he’ll be fine. It as though if I think it hard enough that’s the way it will be.

And yet I still have this overwhelming urge to cry, because I’m really quite scared.