Early this morning we got a phone call to say my husband’s dad B had collapsed.
I feel sick to the pit of my stomach.
My sweetheart has had to leave, facing a 4 hour drive to get down to see what is happening.
He’s driving down to face …what ?
I hope he see’s him before ???
Im scared he wont get there in time, Im petrified of him driving under such circumstances.
B had a brain bleed earlier this year .

I have sat now 3 hours doing nothing.
I need to get my shit together & pick J up from school.
He will be full of questions & sympathy.

I have told no-one what has happened yet now Im here,
telling strangers.
Is that pathetic ?

I cant really deal with B being so ill, we were told to expect the worst.
The worst is death, pain, being alone …. is this what I am bracing myself for ?