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Mum rang.

Dad was playing Bowls early today, and started feeling pain in his chest. He immediately got someone to ring for an ambulance and was rushed to Caboolture hospital. He has since been rushed to the Royal Brisbane hospital.The Aorta has burst, and as a result he's got internal bleeding and a great deal of pain. He's currently listed as being in a "Critical but stable" condition.

The other people at the retirement village didn't think it was a good idea for Mum to drive, so two of them are currently driving Mum down to Brisbane.

At the moment I'm not going anywhere, but if Dad gets worse (unlikely) or Mum needs me (possible) I will be heading up to Brisbane again on short notice.

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crystal_storm
Nov. 1st, 2009 10:33 am (UTC)
Oh hon. What an awful set of events.

*hugs* Please sing out if you need a debrief. I'm (partially) trained these days.
missingkeys
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:02 am (UTC)
That's horrible. *hugs* I hope he improves quickly.

I work nearish the hospital. Let me know if there's anything I can do to help.
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greenglowgrrl
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:26 am (UTC)
*hugs and best hopes*
aeduna
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:34 am (UTC)
*crosses fingers*
persephone_20
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:46 am (UTC)
Ah shit. Hello to November :(
ex_stormwin
Nov. 1st, 2009 11:53 am (UTC)
Jeez, Random, this sucks :( *big hugs*
fred_bear
Nov. 1st, 2009 12:52 pm (UTC)
*hugs*
fire_wuff
Nov. 1st, 2009 01:28 pm (UTC)
hugs....
lirion
Nov. 1st, 2009 08:35 pm (UTC)
Hugs and sympathies hon.
umbra_mentis
Nov. 1st, 2009 09:51 pm (UTC)
*hugs* All my sympathy and wishes for a good recovery by your father.
neko_seraph
Nov. 2nd, 2009 02:34 am (UTC)
Oh, darling, you're having a really shitty time at the moment, aren't you?

*MASSIVE hugs* My thoughts are with you and your family. I hope your father recovers without any adverse effects.

Love to you, and all those supporting you right now.
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Desert Rose

I dream of rain
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I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of fire
Those dreams are tied to a horse that will never tire
And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

This desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

And as she turns
This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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