Friday, 25 December 2009

THE WORST XMAS EVER?

I spent today watching my sister and her family unwrapping presents in Devonport via skype from Hobart. 2 hours drive. Then, backwards and forwards to my Dad in the home three times. Each time he was either rude, crying or beligerant. Or all three. And still refusing to eat. After lunch, Auntie D did a massive shit and I walked into the bathroom about 20 mins later and I nearly choked.

I am going to try and come back in March like I originally planned. But it's awful not knowing if your Dad will be dead or not.

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