9:19 am

yesterday i was driving down the street when i saw a guy run
a red light and hit another car head on. apparently all the emergency
training i had as a life guard had been firmly cemented in my head because
i'm proud to say i was able to calmly react and offer assistance. the man was fine
just shaken, a store owner called 911 as i went to the other car. an older women
who was bleeding from her head had peed herself and was definitely going into shock.
i applied pressure to her head and tried to distract her by asking questions until the
paramedics came. the poor lady was worried that people would blame her because she was a senior.
after going to the Y i raced home to call my mum and finally freak out a little
when she told me some disturbing news about my dad. plain and simple he's a drunk
and won't get better until he wants to. i have no idea what i can do, i'm just sick of my dad putting my mum through all of this. i'm sick of what he's doing to himself.

i need some coffee!

aramaT