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Far from home

I just got a tearful call from my sister telling me that Cyrus (my step father since the age of 14) was just rushed to the hospital. She didn't know much detail because it was second hand information, but she said something about a viral infection keeping him from being able to walk.
This is the first time that something has happened and I'm too far from home to be able to do anything about it. I can't rush to the hospital to be with my family like I want to. I can't even call my Mom (who's probably a fucken mess) to offer support or get an update because they don't allow cell phones in the hospital. All I can do now is just wait. It's an awful helpless feeling to be so far from home at times like this.


Update: Cyrus is okay, but in the hospital. They are not sure what's wrong just yet, but he seems to be in good spirits. They are concerned because his kidneys are not functioning properly and he is very weak. they are keeping him for observation while they wait for test results.
It was a tough day for me. I hated not being able to be there and waiting around for almost 4 hours before I got my first update. before then, I had no idea what was wrong and how bad it was. I'm still finding it hard to relax; I just don't feel at ease and have to admit I've been a bit depressed over it. Maybe it's time to schedule a trip back.

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Mindy said…
Er, I emailed you, but just wanted to say that I really hope Cyrus is okay. It must be so hard to be away from home at times like these. Let me know if you need to talk.
Min

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