help me please....

The last few days have been rough. I blogged a smidgeon from the waiting room at ICU yesterday at San Leandro Hospital, as you can see. My dad's on a respirator, his pneumonia was BAD. If we hadn't gotten him in the hospital when we did, he might not be alive right now. His vitals are good and his fever has gone down. They're just waiting to suck all the crap outta his lungs, that's what's taking so long. I just hope he'll be back home before xmas. This morning I worked 10am to 4pm at KDFC, then went to Mom's house for Thanksgiving dinner. Cathy cooked, it was good. I brought some extra stuffing and cookies to work to eat later. Oh yeah, I'm working 7pm to 7am today, nice longass shift. It sucks ass, but once I get my check I'll be smiling. I'm just praying that my dad will make it, and he most likely will. Oh lord help me please. Why do my parents always get really sick around the holidays? :(