So my mom just called... from the hospital.
Chest pains. Again.
She should be out Wednesday, but I don't get home til Thursday.
She's having surgery tomorrow, but she should be ok.

That doesn't change the fact that I could have been an orphan right now.

a fucking orphan.

Edit...
she's going to be ok, I'm just freaked out because although this happened three years ago (December 10th) it was different because I was home then. And my Daddy was home then. And it just scares the shit out of me to think how easily anything could happen. And I hate that they weren't even going to tell me except she left my dad's family know (because my uncle works at the hospital) and she didn't want me finding out from one of them. She also wasn't going to tell me about my Grandpa during AP Exams except then he died and I was in the room and she started crying and she HAD to tell me. And two times ago when she went in for chest pains she didn't tell me either because I was at camp and she didn't want to worry me. IT WORRIES ME BUT YOU MUST TELL ME ANYWAY. And I can't go home before Thursday but then when I get there I can go take care of her. Of course...we all know how well I take care of my parents. I want to go home.

And thanks for all your support guys, although like last night you just made me cry harder about how much I wanted to be home with you guys. I love you so much. I don't know what I would do without you.

1/2 done with classes...I'll be home soon.