A year ago today my dad was rushed to A&E. A year ago today my entire life would change and I didn’t even know it. This year has been one of the most painful years, I have grown up so much following the first few months of 2011. I had to do things in them months I never thought I would have to do. I’ve struggled so hard this last year to deal with the things I had to see and had to do during these times. This day in 2011 has taken over my life, my personality, my relationships, friendships, everything. I can’t even explain what or how I’m feeling on this day in 2012. As many negatives as this has cause - my dad is still here, stronger than ever in 2012 a year on from a life changing, a near life taking experience for my dad. Feeling a lot of respect for all the nurses, doctors, intensive care nurses/doctors, high dependency unit nurses/doctors at Furness General and also at Lancaster hospital that kept my dad alive. This changed my dad and is still changing him. Although he is making choices I don’t agree with, I need him to still show me his recovery and that he isn’t going to be in hospital because of what he’s doing to himself. I need my dad to be around. Tomorrow, is the day in 2011 I said goodbye to my dad believing he wouldn’t make it through the night. Tomorrow, in 2012 is the day that I start my recovery. I love you, Dad.
Why have I only just found out that you can use Tumblr on a Blackberry? I’ve only just downloaded the app. Oh dear me!!
At exactly this time last year, i was unaware that in a few hours i’d be in the most trouble, ruin my 16th birthday & have my holiday to Cornwall almost cancelled.
This time, im very very aware of how much i’ve changed since last year, how ridiculous, disgusting and shameful i was. Although i’d do anything to be bringing my birthday which is tomorrow in with the same amount of fun, the consequences were far worse.
Lets just say, getting incredibly drunk at the caravan site, being told to be back to my sisters for 11pm, ringing my sister, telling her i didn’t like her, i didn’t like staying at her house and i wasn’t going back to hers, getting more and more drunk, dancing by myself to Robbie Williams, dancing with Abby to all the party dances, Abby requesting Glee and Michael jackson to be played at midnight for my birthday, dancing with “Andrew”, kissing Andrew, meeting Andrew’s friend Dean and taking things way further in a very shameful place, biking on niall’s bike or maybe walking home at 4am, then waking up with the biggest hangover, and getting the biggest bollocking from my mum and then spending that guilt filled day at work.
