Dad

I was determined this morning when I got up that I was going to help my sister out by cleaning her girls' rooms and their bathroom. I got up, checked my email, talked to a friend for a few minutes then got ready to get busy...Then the phone rang. It was my dad and all he said was "Bonnie, I need you, Im not feeling well" I told him I'd be right there. It just so happened that my sister stayed home from work today so I leaned in her bedroom door and told her that dad had called and needed help. I then ran to get dressed, but before I could even get my jeans on my sister ran through the house and said "I'm going, stay here and Ill call you." She was gone before I could answer her.

She called when she got there and said that dad was feeling like he was going to pass out, dizzy, cold sweats. My first thought and question to her was "Has he tested his sugar?" Dad is diabetic. He had and while it was on the high side it wasn't dangerously high nor should it have been causing the symptons he had. He was also passing blood and lots of it. She called his doctor who said to take him straight to the emergency room. So off they went and Im still here at her house and haven't accomplished a darn thing, just thinking and waiting for her to call.

My dad can get my temper up faster than anyone I know but he also cares more about his kids than anyone ever could. The thought of something being seriously wrong and me having to be 700 miles away shakes me to my core. He had a colonoscopy last week and the dr is concerned that the procedure may have done something. I just know that waiting to find out is making me a nervous wreck. I am thankful I was here today and not in NC, I keep thinking that if I hadnt been here, Lynn would have been at work and there would have been no one for him to call. Im scared. Im praying for healing if that is God's will.