For the last week and a half ive had this unshakable feeling something bad was going to happen.....my dad had a heart attack today.
He has his first one at 38. Then a major one at 44 whoch lead to a triple bypass... Now completely out of the blue 12 years later bam... Another one.
Ive spent all day waiting by the phone, staring at the walls, and crying everytime myibaby kicks.... The idea of losing him and having my daughter never getting to know her poppy is too devastating to comprehend..
He is in hospital, and not allowed to get out of bed at all, and waiting for a big cardiac team to come and talk to him tomorrow, we dont have any idea about what the next step is....
I got to visit him tonight, i tried so hard to be strong, but now im home, ive fallen apart again.
Im just after some support or virtual hugs, or something... I dont know...