I know I wasn't feeling well. I saw shows by young people at a theater. One was supposed to involve The Wizard of Oz. Once I was gonna shower, but we had to leave in danger. My diabetes wasn't too bad because I dodged a lot of danger others didn't, brutal. I remember posing like my dad happy they got blood from my dad.
Also, I remember my mom leading my dad out and he looked big with a bandage wrapped around half his head of his eye. He was happy he wouldn't be in as intensive of care. He may still die.
There were other elements I forget.