Retreat Day

So, I went on a retreat today for me confirmation class, and it was pretty retarded. We just kind of sat around listening to gospel rock and filling out papers. We had two breaks where we went and checked out the beach, and later we watched a movie where I fell asleep, and then Jon Howard called my phone and it vibrated in my pocket and woke me up. The bus ride back was pretty fun. We made fun of Jimmy because he was being a little girl and kept saying stuff like "whore" repetitively. I'm home now and wanting to do that sleep thing, but I have decided to get back writing in this journal like I used too.

I went to see my Dad today. When I saw him today, he seemed awake and less depressed. He said that he went to sleep last night and slept through today, and was only awoken by his nurse about two hours before me and my sister arrived to visit him. His leg right leg (the one recently amputated) is infected and they will need to amputate more... probably all the way up to his hip. He didn't say anything about it today, but my aunt is constantly in contact with his doctor (not the office, she actually tracked down his personal numbers) and they said that they may not have to take the whole leg, but its very possible that they will. My dad is going to need some help, man.