Visiting & Mrs Johnstone

I spent the last two days at moms place. It was nice, and sorta refreshing. And I didn't really mind Gary that much either, though I have the feeling he was being a bit on the quiet side around me on purpose. But hey, it was nice. We didn't do anything too special, and mom and I kinda shopped around a bit today, then lounged around watching tv...very nice and...relaxing.

But, when dad came to pick me up (and drop Jonathon and Justin off at my moms place) he wasn't feeling good at all. I could tell as soon as I saw him that he was either grumpy or not feeling good. He said he was feeling really woozy (is that how you spell it?) and light-headed, which isn't good when you're driving. So I offered to drive, and he said that if he felt he was getting worse then he'd let me drive. Well, I was really worried. It looked like he was having a hard time concentrating on just driving, so I offered a few times to drive, saying that I would rather me drive and be nervous (it was a bit icy in spots and getting dark...scary!) than have him feeling pretty sick driving. So he pulled over before we reached the border and let me drive. The plan was originally to go home, and dad would crash in bed. But when we got closer to home he was feeling even worse, so we decided it would be best for him to go see the doctor at the hospital. So, I drove straight to Beaverlodge and it was only about 7:20pm, so we had to wait for about an hour before the doctor even got there.
Dad kinda just slumped down in the chair and dozed off. We were only there for about 10 minutes, and Mrs. Johnstone (teacher at the HRJHS) walked by (leaving from visiting someone) and she looked pretty worried when she saw that dad was feeling so sick. So she sat down and talked to him a bit, then asked if she could say a prayer for him, and he said yes. At first I though, she meant, say a prayer when she got home or something, but no. She actually prayed out loud for him, right there. At first I though, this is embarassing, but it wasn't really. It was touching and kind. I've never seen someone just...pray...like that. It's hard to explain. Anyways, dad kept dozing off until around 8:30, and he seemed to feel a lot better than before, but went in to see the doctor anyways, which is good.
The doctor said something about an inner ear infection, and dad has to go back tomorrow morning to see the doctor again. And he gave dad some pills to keep him from being so dizzy.

But yeah. lkjsldk I'm pretty tired.