The only sad thing about being home was seeing dad sick. You never think of your parents as normal human beings who can succumb to such things as illnesses. They’re your parents they’ll always be there to drive you crazy – right??
For as long as I can remember my day has been active. When he wasn’t at work he would be doing the gardening or decorating or he’d be out fishing or playing badminton. Seeing him sick and unable to walk upstairs was a big shock.
We all agreed today that he was no way strong enough for the journey to Heathrow and back and so we had to look at other ways of getting there. I said I would take the train but that would mean leaving a day earlier than planned and stayed over in London. No-one was keen on that idea so we decided to book a taxi.
Thankfully dad knows the guy that runs the taxi firm so they said it was no problem for mum to drive down too and then they would drop her home. She was so relieved and to be honest so was I!
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