My father had a stroke 2 months ago. I get told this today.

He’s recovering well, it seems. It was massive. He still can’t walk. But he’s at rehab and learning to regain movement in his legs. He’s progressing from what Mom says.

Which brings up the issue of Mom and my brother, both of whom concealed this from me. I understand the “we don’t want to bother you while you’re working” argument. But I can’t help feel that something is really, really messed up here. I don’t want to talk to either. And I do want to know I’m not crazy in thinking this was really wrong of them. I can’t blog this at the regular blog because they both read that.

I have to visit Dad soon. I don’t want to immediately because I’m ridiculously close to getting the degree. This will be the only time my professors can work with me, if the past is any indication. I do think I should pop up for a weekend and see Dad. I have a friend I can stay with. I need to check for cheap fares…