Nothing to see here... I’m just reminiscing

It is hard to believe that 6 years ago today I was a scared college student in a hospital bed fearfully awaiting drug induced contractions.

Where most are afraid of suddenly being responsible for another person, I was afraid of the pain I knew was coming. To my credit emotions and head were a totally screwed up because my dad had just died 10 days before. Jonas saved me from myself because I know that I’d have never survived my dad dying otherwise. 15 hours and 2 minutes from now (3:22p) he will officially be 6 years old.

Backstory: on the 4th of July my dad had go to the hospital thinking he was having a heart attack. After a ton of tests it was finally discovered he had seemingly uncontroable fluid build up in his parcardial sac was because of cancer no one (not even he) knew he had. He had liver cancer that had spread and started filing both lungs. He went from feeling ok to suddenly sick. Once he got into the hospital it was just a downward spiral. My dad had been in the hospital just over 2 weeks before I decided to disobey my doctor's order forbiding me to travel that far and go anyway. I had been doing all of my communication with his doctors on the phone and via fax. I arrived in Louisiana Friday just after midnight and I got a call early Saturday morning from the doctor saying they needed to rush my dad into surgery for a clot and they needed consent. When I responded that I'd be at the hospital in 10 minutes the doctor said "you can't get here from Houston that fast". Once I got the hospital I told explained to him that I'd not been released to travel but had driven up anway. I had everyone in the LSU Hospital ICU scared that I'd go into labor because of all the stress.