comaboy

My mum's about to die.

She's at the hospital right now fighting for her life.. or maybe wishing for it to end. She is pretty drugged up and only semi-consious at the best. We sit beside her talking to her but it's hard to know if she is listening to us or dreaming about something better and probably more interesting than us. This was not the way I immagined loosing a parent. They are supposed to grow really really old and then just die in their sleep.. not in agony in a hospital bed.

This christmas is going to suck.