My dad is going for a biopsy next Friday. The doctor told him that there is a slight chance that if they bugger up the surgery, he'll bleed to death. My dad is making a mountain out of a molehill again. This is the second "last supper" we've had, the first one was when he had all his breathing problems.
This is all just so rediculous. He wants to be with his family one more time in case he dies. I sure as hell can't tell you that he's close to his family. He's created so much distance between me and him over the past 7 years, and even more between him and my sister. I'm not even going to touch on his brothers & sisters. My family is retarded.