Today I decided to take care of myself. In a rare change from my normal behaviour… I stopped on the way into uni, turned round and came home.
Why?
Because yesterday, my mum informed me that my dad had decided that if this operation does not work, or that the surgeon decides he’s can’t do it, then he wishes to die. He’s only kept fighting this long for me and my mum, and he’s given up.
I need some time and space to deal with this. So today is for me.