impending doom

I'm waiting to hear from my sister, as to whether my father has been discharged from the hospital. She is waiting to hear from his doctor. My father tried to call her, but she couldn't understand him, because he's been delirious from sodium deficiency. 

I'm supposed to leave for Hawaii in a few hours. The airline was nice enough to send me a notice that the flight is fairly crowded, so if I care about my health or anything like that, I might want to take another plane. Hopefully my father will be out of the hospital when I get there, because if he's not, I won't even be allowed to see him.

I try to come to terms with never seeing him again, but what really gets me bawling is thinking about him wanting to see me once more.