As I am typing this, surgeons are cutting open my dad’s chest and stopping his heart. I am really trying to keep it together, but I can tell my resolve is waning. Mentally I am distracting myself with just about anything, but physically the tension is showing- every muscle hurts and is cramping up. I’m all fidgety. My teeth are clenched.


P.S. Happy Birthday Mom! What a crummy way to celebrate it, though…