Got back from SF. Missing my family up there already, especially my dad. It’s hard leaving him, knowing he’s still there. But good news is… the doctor says he’s doing better each day. Even though it was a sad trip, we made the most of it at night. Just want to say thanks to those who stopped by and visited my dad. 

Now it’s time to study up and take my finals next week. Maybe head back up north after. We’ll see what happens.

Some day today is… A friend knows what’s going on and decides to take me out. Skipped class and watched a movie and had lunch, her treat :3 On the way home my brother asks for pictures of my dad… What I saw just… My brother is lagging., we need to go SF ASAP. I can’t get that image out of my head. 

As a kid, you think of your dad being strong. Growing up with that thought and scared to box him or take him on in a fight. But seeing him like that is just ridiculously scary. Just got to keep strong. Love you pops.

Bag is packed. Waiting for my brother to get a few days off from work and we’re heading to San Francisco. Hang in there dad, we will be there soon. This is probably the only, somewhat of a good news I’ve heard. To actually head up north to visit family and my dad. I just wish it were under better circumstances. 

Usually, driving and having the music up helps me cope with problems. But this… this is different. No matter how fast I go or how loud I have the music up. I can’t stop thinking about the worse case scenario. I’m scared… I cried… Must have been weird for the other drivers seeing a guy crying while speeding and music blasting. Whatevers, I just need to see pops, and see you up and healthy. 

I hope by the time we get there, you’re doing better. I don’t know if I handle seeing you unconscious with tubes hooked up to you. 

I swear, whenever exams or finals come around… Something happens. When it happens, my focus disappears completely. My thoughts become overwhelming. Sitting with books in front of you. Phone goes off with bad news. Every five minutes, the news gets worse and worse. I don’t know what to do. Today started out great… and now. Not so much. The texts have stopped. Don’t know if that’s a good or bad thing. Have to wait till tomorrow to receive more news on what’s happening. Hoping and praying for some good news.

I love you dad.  Hang in there.