My daddy has to go to hospital next week to have his prostate reduced, or something like that. So today we went out to this tiny hospital in strathfield.

me- can't you do the operation closer to where we live?
doctor- "umm..no..i work at that hospital
me- you know i've never been that far west
doctor- i'm sure you will be fine, you can catch a taxi there..
dad - can my son visit me?
doctor - yes
me - all the way out in strathfield???

and the room fell silent.

Anyway, we decided to go a week early to fill in the paper work etc so when he does go in, it'll be easier.
So after running up and down several train platforms (what a stupid , stupid idea to do the train system, i don't know what got over me)

"does this train go to strathfield? it says on the map thing.. why doesn't it go there, where the hell does it go? oh it goes past strathfield!!!"

sometimes i just wonder.

We got there, the nurse clicks on the computer.." your records have been transfered over, just give us a call the day before to confirm admission time"

Mum- "we've ordered a private room, we don't do sharing"

It's amazing what that woman gets away with i swear!

All the way out there and it took only 5minutes for it to be over.

On the way out dad asks the valet if he can park his car for 3 days inside the carpark.
He says sure and i'm going..but dad you will still be tired from the anesthetic
dad- it means i will drive slower.

On the way back a little chinese girl was climbing down the stairs in the train with her mother, she must have missed a step and fell on the landing (3 steps) and made this muffled thud sound, the kid gets up looks confused and i burst out laughing.
i couldn't stop giggling all the way home.

i dunno.. sometimes.. i really dunno.