*rubs eyes* Christ.

 So my first exam is tomorrow and my grandfather (maternal) had an aneurysm yesterday evening. 

Which is funny, not in a "ha ha" way, because I saw him yesterday at work...Him being the boss type guy and all.

Anyhow, he was complaining of severe head pain to his wife (with whom he is in the midst of a nasty divorce) and so an ambulance was called and he was taken to Katoomba hospital (his wife didn't go with him, of course). The outlook wasn't so great for a while and so they moved him to Nepean hospital for scans and what not. Couldn't find the aneurysm on the CT scan...Hmm...Maybe look at, oh, I don't know...HIS BRAIN!!! Really, what are these people being paid for?

So basically, he was in the ICU, though he's been moved to a ward. Good. Problem? They haven't operated yet (they were supposed to last night) because they can't find the swelling and they don't know if it's bleeding or not. Some guys from RPA will be there today to find out what's the deal.

My mother was at the hospital pretty much all night last night with her sister (and her partner), of course leaving me at home with....Snappy (my mother's boyfriend). You know, he wasn't even supposed to come over, but for some reason he did. My mother suggested that perhaps he was just being nice. I suggested that maybe he shouldn't.

I don't have a problem with my mother having someone in her life, not at all, but I have a problem with him being around our house when he has no business being there. My mother wasn't at home and he struts in the back door like he's king of the castle or some shit. Frankly, he makes me uncomfortable...Could have something to do with the fact that I got home one day and my mother had decided to let him into my room to use my computer...Without asking me. Or maybe it's the way he comes into my room...Or it could be that he's a huggy type of guy. Especially when he's drunk.

He's looking for an insta-family (like the situation with his ex-wife and her two boys), but sorry, pal, we ain't buying. He's in a relationship with my mother, fair deal, but my brother and I already have a father. He's not perfect, but he's our dad and we don't need another one.

OK, didn't occur to me that this would become a rant.

Anyway, back to it. I'm a little worried about my mother. He dad isn't a perfect guy - miserable and curmudgeonly, really. It doesn't help that he's been making a huge deal of his divorce (not that divorce isn't sucky, at all) but when my parents - his own daughter! - got divorced, he didn't want to hear a bar of it. Doesn't matter though, he's my mum's dad....She needs to be there with him. She wasn't with her mother when she died, so I think the guilt would be almost insurmountable if anything happened and she wasn't with him.

She's going back to the Nepean hospital tonight, I think. I hope Snappy doesn't stick around.

I hate exams.

P.S. Still unsure about my grandfather's current condition. I guess when they can find the aneurysm and/or the bleed, we'll know what's going on. I suppose.