Today my Father phoned me. That doesn’t sound too unusual, until you realise he’s not seen me for 4 years and I get 1 or 2 phonecalls a year. Well today was that phonecall. He sounded ill, like a muffled snotty cold. I ask about my youngest brother and sister, he says their mum left him and took the children – he’s no idea where.
He says he needs to see me and my boys. He’s not well, I could hear this much, but it’s serious. He medically died earlier this year. Heart and lung issues. His heart totally stopped. Enffesicam and a pacemaker. He’s now struggling with mobility… My Dad has a wheelchair.
Running that past again, heart failed, dead, revived, pacemaker, long term health issue, wheelchair, I knew NONE of this, and now Dad is casually mentioning wills mid phonecall and that he wants to say goodbye. He’s coming on SATURDAY!
What.a.conversation.
I’m not sure if I am ok, sad, indifferent, angry?
Wow, very intense phonecall for Christmas day. Hope Saturday goes smoothly for you and it’s not too tough xx
Wow, I’m sorry you haven’t had the best day. I hope it all goes well on Saturday x
This has to be a very confusing time for you. I would take it in strides and I hope everything works out.
Wow sending a big hug!
I know right. I’ve not seen him yet, he said was too sick to travel. But had a few phone call chats and he should receive a nice surprise via the postman today or tomorrow…. A few family snaps of my kids and I.