*comes home at dinner time, but nobody is at home. Decides to wait for someone to come home, but after 30 minutes still nobody*
*calls mother to ask where they are*
*beep...beep..*
-"Hello, this is xxxxx, I just got home from work, where are you?"
-"uhh... There is something I need to tell you.. I'm at the hospital right now.. and.. your father has had a heart attack.."
-*silence* "What?? huhh? how? How is he? I am coming right now"
*puts down the phone, takes the car keys and drives to the hospital*
*me*: -"dad, how are you? are you okay? will you be allright?"
*mom*:-"son... he can barely talk.. He has been given a medicine to dissolve the blood clot and now we gotta wait for 24 hours.. there's a risk of bleedings but let's hope he will be allright.."
I just came home from the hospital, and there's still about 20 hours before we know how the situation will be. I have never been more stressed than now. It all happened so sudden.
Everybody tells my dad it will be allright. But to be honest, nobody knows this. It's only what everybody hopes for.
In the last year, about 4 people I knew died. My mother almost died half a year ago and was very lucky.
I can't handle the fact that we are mortile. I can't handle it when something bad happens to people I know. I know that nobody likes dead and ilness, but I just wonder why we live as a human. In the end we all die so why are we even on this planet? I just don't get it.
*calls mother to ask where they are*
*beep...beep..*
-"Hello, this is xxxxx, I just got home from work, where are you?"
-"uhh... There is something I need to tell you.. I'm at the hospital right now.. and.. your father has had a heart attack.."
-*silence* "What?? huhh? how? How is he? I am coming right now"
*puts down the phone, takes the car keys and drives to the hospital*
*me*: -"dad, how are you? are you okay? will you be allright?"
*mom*:-"son... he can barely talk.. He has been given a medicine to dissolve the blood clot and now we gotta wait for 24 hours.. there's a risk of bleedings but let's hope he will be allright.."
I just came home from the hospital, and there's still about 20 hours before we know how the situation will be. I have never been more stressed than now. It all happened so sudden.
Everybody tells my dad it will be allright. But to be honest, nobody knows this. It's only what everybody hopes for.
In the last year, about 4 people I knew died. My mother almost died half a year ago and was very lucky.
I can't handle the fact that we are mortile. I can't handle it when something bad happens to people I know. I know that nobody likes dead and ilness, but I just wonder why we live as a human. In the end we all die so why are we even on this planet? I just don't get it.