Thanksgiving

On Thanksgiving my family and I are always together. I’ll never forget one Thanksgiving of 2010 when my father was still in the lady Of Lourdes Hospital, which had to be the worst Thanksgiving of my life. We prepared a feast on Thanksgiving, and took it up to the hospital and they were kind enough to give us a big recreation room to our selves. They wheeled my dad into the room to eat with us and it immediately made my heart drop. He wasn’t the same happy guy he was, he looked at all of us as if we weren’t even his family. However, we all tried to be as happy as we could without showing him we were all crying inside. We made all our plates and sat down and ate, and my Dad didn’t even touch his food, because of the massive headache he had from the doctors removing half of his skull. Unfortunately, within another ten minutes or so he asked the nurse to wheel him back into his room so he can lay in his bed and watch the news all night until he fell asleep and did it all over again. On Thanksgiving of 2010 I was thankful that my dad was still alive, however he acted as if he were dead anyway! That Thanksgiving is one that I would rather erase from my life, because it was the worst thanksgiving for me, and I know it was one of the worse for everybody also .. especially my father.