i predict a week of extreme stress, severe tension and much unhappiness at home. over a set of pills which went mysteriously missing, my dad screamed and shouted at us for overdosing our gran and insisted that we were an irresponsible and uncooperative bunch of nitwits. dann hat meine Schwester die Pillen gefunden... in between the bars of the grilles the pills were placed on. and my dad started ranting on how my mum kept on accusing my gran of having taken the pills herself. and conveniently forgot the heinous crimes he had accused us of just a few minutes ago.

newsflash: the docs still aren't sure if it's appendicitis or urinary tract infection. uti'd save her from the knife, but hopefully she doesn't die of a rotted raptured appendix before they figure out what's wrong. *tsk* and we can't visit her 'cos the hospital states only my dad can.