Yesterday I drove to the hospital where my dad is. It was stressful. I had never driven there from my home. Only my childhood home. I had a GPS, but at some points I didn't trust it and felt lost. I did make it there. That place is horrible! It doesn't compare to the hospital he was briefly in a few weeks back. The place he is in is the same place I hold responsible for my nephew's passing.

I brought my dad slip on shoes, but soon after I handed the bag to the nurse she said there was only one shoe. I don't know where the other was. I also realized I didn't have my pocketbook or wallet. I accidentally left them home. I did have my phone and keys.