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Nothing and i mean nothing could prepare me for what i went though today. There has been no time in my entire life where i have felt so frightened and scared in my home that to me is the safest place i can be. I was in a shaking mess crying and screaming for help but the neighbours were all fast asleep.

So heres an outline of the my worst nightmare that is real.

I was awoken from my sleep at 6:15am this morning to a loud hissing noise, at first i thought it was two of my cats having it off so i tried to go back to sleep. After about ten hisses i realised this isn't normal and one of them must be hurt or in trouble. Nothing could explain the fear that took over me when i realised my dads feet on the floor and that is wasn't the cats it was my dad in convulsions on the louge room floor. My heart pounded i froze all my first aid training just blow out the window i had no idea what to do while my dad was fitting helplessly. His eyes were open so i thought he was with it so i was screaming at him i got no response, so i ran frantically for the phone and called the ambulance, first attempt it didn't ring second attempt i got though to the main part and then was told the line broke so they tried again. Finally got someone gave the details while trying to get my breath. The guy was so nice he stayed on the phone to me till the ambulances arrived. In this time dad was strungling to get up while still convulsing and i was screaming for him to stay down but he didnt hear me or even know i was there, he headed for the stairs and i couldnt bring myself to follow him incase he fell i didnt want to see. As soon as he went downstairs i bolted to my neighers in my undies! no one heard me! Suprise suprise when ever i need help or a friend there never there. The guy on the phone said i had to go back and watch him but i didnt want to i was scared he would hurt me. He was doing laps of the yard he came past me and i screamed at him " Dad sit down (no repsonse) and again i screamed it no response third time he stopped dead in his tracks stared at me and said "what for and who are you and why are you in my yard?" That was it for my i burst out crying. The poor guy on the phone copped it all! He then ventured back up the stairs and i was told i had to once again go up after him. I did, i couldn't find him, then i walked past his room and he was asleep on the bed. 5 minutes later i heard the beautiful sound of sirions and relief came over me. They got upstairs i told them the story and answered questions then they woke him up. He sat bolt upright and yelled at them saying what are you doing here im fine can't you see i just woke up (he was fully dressed shoes and all in his uniform) then they told him thats not what your daughter has witnessed. And again he said i just woke up! this time he remembered who i was but still was zombie like he pushed them away and said i have to go to work!whats the day? yes i have to go to work so i grabbed the car keys and hid them. He was white as a ghost and pouring out sweat. he refused to go to hospital cause he was fine! so the officers said we'll go downstairs and you have a chat to him call out if you need. So i said dad please just go if you stay i am leaving i had to stand here and witness it and im not sticking around to see it again. Again disorienated he started walking all huffed around the house looking for mum and his keys. The officers came back up and said "look buddy sorry to dick you around but by law if we are sure you need to go to hospital we have to get you there and if your not going to come we will call the police so he finally agreed after another hour stuffing around and storlling. As soon as they put him in the ambulance i said look we'll you be right if i leave now they said that was fine so i piss bolted down the street on a 15 min run to mums work( for someone who doesnt exercise that was a lot) along the way i was messaging people in hope someone would call to calm me but no one did. i guess it was to early! So got to mums work in my pyjamas grabbed her crying and went straight to the hospital still in my pyjamas. By the time we got there he was back to looking and sounding normal this time he thanked me for ringing them instead of abusing me. So the out come so far is that he has bleeding in the brain caused by possibly a tumour, anerizism or something that has been there from birth that has ruptured. We will know more tomorrow. Honestly i was so frightened and alone, had no idea what happened to him whether he tripped and hit his head or what all i know is that it was the worst day and experience of my life. Its something you hear of often but nothing compares to it actually happening. So now he has to have surgery to remove the bleed but if its going to happen again or not we dont know. Im sorry if this journal is all muddled im still in shock.