Mm, Johan, Aleks, Line, Niko, Halvard, Hensi, Siggah og Kaja were here today, and we watched "The Constant Gardener" which was nice, but slightly upsetting. I prefer fiction. Total fiction. Fantasy fiction.
The movie was interrupted though, when mother called and told me that my father is ill.
Great timing, as always. I think I want to go see him tomorrow, if they allow me. Maybe. I don't know.
She told me that he bleeds internally, heavily, that it might be anything, cancer, many different things, that it's serious. That they don't know what to do. He was apparently scheduled for surgery, but then it was postponed, and whoknowswhat.
It'll be ok. It's always ok.