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welp, guess i'll be watching my pistons from the hospital room. my dad had severe chest pains yesterday so i drove him to the hospital, the whole time listening to him say {between breaths} 'i think the pain is letting up, you think you we can turn around and go home?'

i just ignored him because i learnt bad decision making about myself from the MASTA. he had made some wonderful choices about other people and has helped them and raised me pretty alright {save when his bad personal choices have affected me} but man when it comes to him, do not let him so what he wants! so it turns out he has some clots in his legs and a pulmonary embolism.

cool: he got in the hospital before the clots broke off

not cool: had he stayed home it's almost always fatal because it happens so fast once they start doing things. his friend died unexpectedly from this exact same thing last year.

so i'm thankful that he's being taken care of but worried because it's not necessarily good that something made him develop these blood clots and that they are floating around. i guess we'll wait and see whats up.

i've been pretty fucking angry at him since january. like really angry, for all the fuckups in the past, resurfaced because he developed an opiate addiction that got out of control and was put in rehab in january. all the long stories and resentment aside, i don't really want my dad to go anywhere or be in bad health.

funny how things like this change everything else.

i have no idea why i typed all of this to you. make sure you cheer for the RIGHT team. even if you hate basketball. pistons byatch!