it's the end of the day and already I struggle to remember what it was like. I went home once Kavidha arrived, had breakfast, a chat with Adi, then shower and bed. Got up too late to make it to Tel Aviv for lunch with Amit & Raphael at the very gay centre where a shooting took place in July. Instead I cooked (for the first time ever) at Lea's kitchen some simple veggie curry (Idan had the rice but not the sauce: can't handle stir-fried vegetables!
Later I drove mum to the hospital, drove Kavidha back home and returned to the hospital. Dad has acted up, reportedly. He made K call Benny and he asked him to come over. Also he was saying all sorts of delirious stuff like mum was dead etc. With us there with him he clammed up, refused to open his eyes, dropped off, and was not just weak, a fact not lost on any of us, but also downright petulant. When he eventually spoke to mum all he had for her was: when are you going? But when we were about to go he held her real tight and said: Already? At this point I feel sorry for my mum. He may not mean it but he is clearly taking some of his anger out on her. Ain't on no matter what.
Tomorrow I drive K to hospital in the morning, and take her off late afternoon. We're all invited to Nir's parents place for lunch.
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