I'm leaving tomorrow to be with my dad who has liver cancer. This will probably be my last trip and I am terrified of that. He's back at hospice and they don't give him much longer. I just want to wake up and realize that this has all just been a bad dream. I wonder how I even have any more tears to cry. I hope he knows who we are when we get there. i only spoke to him 3 days ago and now he is not talking and we don't know if he even understands. He asked for my sisters and I and
we are rushing to get there. I need him to hang on. I don't know if I am more afraid of seeing him like this or not. I am terrified of watching him die and I'm terrified that he will go before we fufill his wish, that just may be too much for me.
This is the worst time of my life