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So, tomorrow is the big day that I start the trip to Portland with my dad for his heart procedure. My sister and her kids and I gathered at Dad's and she really fell apart when she was hugging him goodbye. It made her kids fall apart. And it makes me feel guilty that I can't comfort her the way she needs it. I don't think I'm being naive in thinking that even if something goes awry during the procedure, he's in the best possible place for something unfortunate to happen.

I still can't quite tell if my stepmother wants me to go with them or not. She was kind of sharp with me when I offered to take my own car instead of taking hers. But she was adamant that we take hers. The hours of the school day will drag by while I wait to leave for Bangor. We'll stay overnight there and continue to Portland on Wednesday, his procedure is in the late afternoon on Wednesday. The plan is to be back home Friday.

I'm taking a laptop with me so hopefully I can update my blog and check email and relieve stress on the computer, like I normally do.