fear.

Im scared.
I hate hospitals.
Like literallyhave a phobia of them.
yet here I sit.
I love my uncle so much.
not only is he my uncle, he is my godfather.
We are in seattle sitting in the critical care waiting room.
he was diagnosed with mesa or something like that.
its that crazy untreatable flesh eating disease.
no one will tell me how hes doing.
i wish someone would.
i cant stand not knowing anything.
just pray for him.
thats all.