Watching my father die, need company
Or maybe a good argument to keep my mind occupied. I flew into Boston from Poemix with my five year old son. My mom and half brother picked us up at the airport and we came straight to the hospital. As recently as this morning they thought he had a couple of weeks. When I called to tell my mom my plane was delayed she told me he had less than 24 hours. So we came straight from the airport. They stayed a little while and then went home. I'm spending the night in his room.