Yesterday morning, father had a stroke. He had it when I was on my way there.
I called my sister. We stayed late.
I had a terrible night.
I woke up crying. Stayed up. Fell asleep in the morning for a few hours.
Now I am on my way to the hospital. My sisters is already there. She says he got worse through the night.
He barely speaks. Barely open his eyes.
He is on his way now …