Two strikes in a week

I was shocked when my sister in-law texted me that my dad was taken to ICU. It was just the first day of my meeting with my colleagues in Bandung. My boss told me that it was okay if I went back home. I called almost everybody home to find out what was actually happening to my father. Seems that it was only my mom knew exactly the story but i couldn't reach her. All I knew was it was quite a sudden since my dad was still watering the plants and washing my car in the morning. It was only the two of them -my mom n my dad- at home. When i finally reached my mom, she said "Tekanan darah sama gulanya tinggi". That's all. When I kept asking "Lalu?" She just said, "Sekarang masih diperiksa-periksa sama dokter". Well, okay. When several hours later i called back, my mom said "dirawat...ini ada tante A, tante B, ...". "Gak usah pulang...dah gak apa-apa" I was quite relieved. I was also relieved since my brother was already there.

The next day, I got skin rash after having my lunch and felt dizzy. It was quite weird since I am not allergic to any kinds of food. To cold weather, yes...but the AC was off the whole night. Subconsciously i knew why this happened. I am psychosomatic.
Apparently, the news about my dad was not the only strike I got. In the afternoon, when me n my boss were heading for the FOs, she told me that the trainer who was supposed to teach in the next two days was hospitalized. I think she already predicted my reaction, that's why she didn't immediately inform me once she got the news. We were busy calling possible substitutes in the taxi. "Who would want to handle the training in such short notice? Oh, dream on," my mind said. I was right. Gosh, why should this happen when i am the PIC of this so-called challenging training...FOR THE FIRST TIME
My boss said, "The worst case, one of you should go home"
"Who, me?"
"No, him or him"
I felt even worse. I was the PIC and one of my colleagues would bear the consequence. I really wished I had already handled that subject.
We kept trying, until my boss finally got a substitute. Was so relieved...both of us.

In short...
I went back home. My brother and my sister were still at the office or otw home. My sister in-law was the first person i could reach. I talked to her....
Apparently my father got a stroke. He couldn't move the left part of his body.
*Sigh* my mom is always like that...she never reveals the whole story.
I went to the hospital. I was relieved to see my father could already move his hand and leg. His mood was good. He laughed at my mom's jokes.
This is the first time he is hospitalized...the first time he's got stroke. I can predict what he feels at the moment.
The thing i feel relieved the most about my dad is his strong motivation to get recovered. He is willing to do anything to recover asap. And i think that's enough for now.