my father is only 50 years old. I had to come home from DC to NC this morning. I got the call around 2 from a family friend watching over the house. I was gettin ready to step into bed. 24 hours ago I had the world by the balls if you would so pardon the expression. Now, I am a scared 18 year old who has sen for a second time how mortal is father is. There is nothing... NOTHING worse than seeing that your dad isnt immortal or able to overcome what goes his way. If he gets flatteened by a stroke and placed in a hospital bed with tubes up his nose and down his throat and a hugeass scab on his temple from where they drained thte blood and his hair looks like he is his OWN dad, then there really isnt much hope for anyone else out there. Or so it feels like. He isnt breathing on his own: only trying to. His eyes looked like marbles on his face, covered by skin. That man wasnt my father it was a cheapass imitation. From the plane ride on down, i kept thinking that this was a joke, a ruse to get me to come home early. nothing like this should happen to me, or could happen to me. its the kinda thing that happens to everyone else. unfortunatnly, you are everyone else to everyone else.
if there are any religious kos users out there, id ask for them to pray for my father.
Richard Dean Bukoski, age 50 + 6 days. 7 days if he makes it through today.
Although i think he passed away today.
God life sucks.