Last night when I went to give blood my dad told me that I'm getting too thin and I need to eat more. After thinking about this for a while, I realised that my dad is worried about me, other wise he wouldn't have said anything and the thought of that made me want to cry so bad. He's got enough to worry about(see below) never mind his 19 year old daughter looking too thin and not eating much. But recently, I just don't feel like eating. It's not that I'm not hungry, it's just that I don't want anything in particular for dinner and then when I do, I don't get it so I'm not wanting what's put in front of me therefore I don't eat much of it. I decided I was eating too much junk and since my teeth are incredibly thin and my skin is terrible, I cut back quite a lot. I don't think I've lost weight, but clearly my dad does and isn't okay with it.
So my papa is in hospital at the moment and will be kept in for a while. Chest infection which lead to slight pneumonia with asthma on top but he's okay. I think.
What really bugs me though is the fact my dad has a rather large family and no one, except my dad, looks after my papa. They all need to man up and take some responsibility. My dad has to phone every morning and make sure he has taken his medication, in which my papa always says he has and my dad asks him to go to the fridge and check and it turns out he hasn't. Recently, my papa forgot he was on the phone to my dad when he went to the fridge, twice. So all this stuff about having to constantly phone to check on my papa, not just with medication but to check if he's even eaten dinner, gets to my dad. He worries about him and if it's been a bad day with my papa, he won't be in a great mood when he's at home. He doesn't mean it, but that mood can be taken out on my mum, Jayne and me. It could even just be the tone of his voice and that affects everyone else. So it really bugs me that all this strain is put on my dad. I mean, he's willing to help my papa and look after him, but why aren't the rest of his siblings? It really, really bugs me how no one else helps. Even a little bit of help would be better than nothing.
In my opinion, my papa needs help. Constant care. Not that he is unable to look after himself, more to just check that he's eating meals and taking his medication. He breaks things quite a lot, so he is a bit of a hazard.
sedrfthuiozcsdgdfsskl. My opinion and I can tell someone that this applies to may read this at some point and it'll start shit. Right now, I don't care. Something needs to be done.
I have a sore throat and I feel really quite shit today. This morning, my mum hadn't made me something to take to uni for lunch and when I found out I really wanted to break down in tears. What the hell is wrong with me?! I felt super ill this morning I didn't think I'd manage to make it through uni, but I did and I feel a little bit better now but I have the worst cramp in the world.
Uni is going okay so far even though I've only had lectures and no tutorials or labs. I have no idea who is in my classes for tutorials. I'm not going to lie, I quite like immunology and haematology so far. I don't know about clinical biochemistry yet, I haven't really learned much. Walsh did say it was more like "clinical physiology" though so hopefully it's good. I'm not too good and the chemistry side of things.
Today in the three hour break between clinical biochemistry and haematology I went to the cinema with some folk and saw NEDs. It was okay. Not amazing. There were some funny bits and the language and violence were brutal, but that was expected.
I'm off for a bath and then to watch some movies with hot chocolate. Hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow. Niiiight.
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