Well, Saturday night was pretty scary for me- and the rest of the family no doubt. I was working at BPs, and Kris called me to say my Mom was on the phone. I found it strange because I never get phone calls at work. I went and talked to my Mom and she told me my Dad got taken to the Hospital because he may have had a heart attack. I could'nt fucking believe it. I near about dropped the phone. She told me that he was in the hospital and that she was going up there to be with him. I told her I would be there as soon as I could and hung up the phone. I couls tell my Mom was upset- but she was pretty well under control. I started walking away when Dale and Eren asked me what was wrong and I told them that my Dad was in the hospital and he may have had a heart attack. Dale said something along the lines of "Are you serious?" I don't know if I said anything back to him... All I could think about was the fact that I had been putting off going out with Dad to the pool hall for a quick game. I had been putting it off for about a month now. I was sooo fucking upset over that. But Allyssa and Derick (the two managers on that night), told me I could leave right away. They were really cool and I really apreciate the fact they did that. So I left and went to the hospital.
As it turns out, Dad is ok. He had some heart burn from some checmicals he inhaled at Co-op, as well as a touch of heat exaustion... it presented the classic signs of a heart attack. He was more worried about when he would get out of there. Hahaha.
I'm really glad Dad is ok. I really can't see myself loosing him right now. I think it would really have a bigger impact on my sister then me. She's still young and needs to have both Mom and Dad around. God Bless Mom and Dad.