wearing:pjs
mood: tired

What the fuck is the hospital doing. All their fucking sneaky ways are only serving to make my mom and i worried like shit. First they say my dad just needs a night in a room for observation. Then suddenly, after some scans, they immediately said that he needs an ICU for a night. Then suddenly suddenly, they said that he needs to have a booking for another night in a room. As much as i like Dr Lee (he is just really nice and dependant), i feel like they are hiding something or at least, unsure about something. This is disconcerting. I just hate to see my dad strapped up with wires all over in a hospital bed all alone with a dying man a few rooms down. I dont want him to be alone because thats what hes the most scared of. Yet, i understand the hospitals regulation and feel inclined to comply with them.

This is no fun. This entry was not supposed to be so emo. I wanted to talk about the choir concert and how good Andrea & Andrew were. I also wanted to talk about the cambridge outing and thomalines adding of the cream powder into her iced tea. I wanted to make fun of some stuff but its all ruined. I will add in photos though, as i promised. I enjoyed the day though, thanks you guys.

Im still trying to reiterate the days events. I cant believe that my dad was rushed into the ICU. Its just out-of-this world to think that at the time i was buying his christmas presents, he was being brought to the hospital. Its even more.. wrenching, i would say, to remember how it felt to be listening to "London Bridge" and coolly standing around to suddenly (haha that word again) having a phone call saying "Charlene, hurry up and come down to _____(hospital name. Cant say it. Read on a mag its not safe to give out detailed details on where you are going on the internet.) Your dads not right. Go to the emergency room". I was so pissed off when i was waiting for a cab for so long and one guy just jumped my queue to get in. I CANT BELIEVE THAT SHIT HIM LA.

Lastly, im sorry that the entry is so long and probably pretty boring. However,i just want to give thanks to Benji and Eugene who probably made me feel so much better than i would have. Thanks benji for your wisecracking which made me laugh in the midst of my tears. The only person who i will naturally turn to in the time of need, you seriously do deserve a BK meal. Wait. Dont take it as if i said ill give you a treat. Its deserve and not "ill give you one". Thanks Eugene (though ill be stunned if you read this) for the healing encouragement and im sorry if your dad took the opportunity to scold you for your smoking. That felt good though, as you torment me so most of the time. You two are great cousins.