scared

hospitals scare the hell out of me. i hate and avoid them. in my whole life (except at my birth, which i can’t remember) i have spend 2 nights in a hospital. these were rather unlucky accidents – believe me – and i got the hell out of there asap. now my mother is supposed to go to hospital for “no more than a week” at the end of august and i am scared, again. it’s nothing big or serious, just to run a few exams to determine her kind of articular rheumatism, but still… i am scared. i lost my father to cancer and that left me with the connotation hospital = death.