been sailing 2x since my pop had been in intensive care for about 2wks. now
feels odd he's disabled temporarily and am out somewhere trying to do a quick sail before i have my duty as watch together with my siblings who take turns..but on the 2nd outing the water was icy cold i just felt stoic trying to do zip back and forth trying to shrug off that guilty feeling..after a while i felt just like in a zone everything just right no failed gybes and always on a quick plane and relaxed..arriving home i dashed back to the hospital feeling rejuvenated and not sleepy at all just watching him..i could sense a mental connection telling me to enjoy what's at hand..man do i hope what i did was sensible of me
If it was me in the bed, I'd be hoping you had an awesome sesh and could tell me all about it... even if I couldn't hear.
Agree with Nebbs. But to add:
If my little boy was in the hospital bed, no windsurfing for me until he wakes up... period.
But if it was me in the bed and my son watching over me, I'd want him to go for a sail and feel the stoke.
Funny thing, human relationships and dynamics of same.
Sorry for your situation JP but I reckon nobody could criticise you.
Johno, reckon I would feel the same if it was me, and my lad was doing something to relax, you cant do zilch for him cept be there when needed. 
Reckon if he could yarn to you, he would tell you to pizz off and get a good sail in
Life goes on mate, hope he gets better
yes indeed friends how life could be so cruel then it has to keep going on..wifey asks me if it happened to me what should she do and i go 'pull the plug, i'd do it for you'..can't sit around seeing someone so helpless but as i met a classmate he said the same thing 'you can't do poop about it'..i believe in heart he wants me to enjoy as much as i can but out of respect just a tad 
however i must tell him about it..thanks guys will be on shift within the next hour and i really should whisper what i did during the week--something enjoyable to listen too
there i finally said it mates.."pop how are you this JP talking to you, i have to tell you something i sailed a couple of times while you were asleep and i think i broke the 40kt. mark!" he understands in principle that the fast ferry does 28kts in our area...my point however is at least i got it off my chest..i'll be having coffee everynow and then at the chapel area and shucks what sailing can do whilst conversing with God my mind strays off to looking at how the wind is blowing strong and here i am checking for tomorrows wind and forecast report[}:)]add to that i'd poop in my boardies just to break even just 35kts.
don't feel bad JP. how can you resist something that's arguably even better than bonking
Hi JP, mate I know exactly what your going through. My dad and I were super close and would windsurf together all the time. He had a lot of health problems and spent alot of time in and out of hospital and in the end palliative care.
He was booked to go on a trip to Maui with us but he fell ill and had to go into hospital a week before we were due to go. The best thing I did was spent that week just hanging out with him. He was adamant that I should go and have a great time. I ended up going to Maui but it was definatly hard getting on the plane without him. I was lucky enough to have the support of friends while we were away which made it easier. I think they were feeling the same as me.
My point is, my dad didn't want me to mope around just cause he was ill. He always wanted me to make the most of a Nor-easter. He knew I was always thinking of him. He said if couldn't enjoy it, somebody might as well.
Dont worry about that feeling. It might be more of what you think people expect you to do. When deep down you know what helps you.
Well Jp, just shows your human mate. You can care and have somewhat of a life too. I've been driving 1000km to Brisbane once a month the last two months to spendtime with a bro who's in hosp too and appreciates the time and visits, but I always pack my sailing gear and get a few sails in on the way or around Bris if the winds up. I too had a pang of guilt while blasting around Redcliffe while I 'should' be doing my civic duty. In the end you have to look afer yourself to be able to show that inner glow of lifeliness! That will be more appreciated. I'm sure your stories will make the ol fella proud.
everyone does make sense and am rearing to make time tomorrow early in the a.m. to catch a quick sail..yes i do believe i'd say the same thing to daughter go out and check on me from time to time when that time comes but not 7/24..it really is non-sensical to be witnessing something as lifeless as a four walled room and waiting for a miracle to happen..i guess discernment from above is what's needed
everyone does make sense and am rearing to make time tomorrow early in the a.m. to catch a quick sail..yes i do believe i'd say the same thing to daughter go out and check on me from time to time when that time comes but not 7/24..it really is non-sensical to be witnessing something as lifeless as a four walled room and waiting for a miracle to happen..i guess discernment from above is what's needed
JP,
My old man has had a few major health scares...the last one nearly took him....I jumped in the car to be with him, and when I got to his bedside, his first words were "the wind's up!".....
I have a theory that if you do what makes you zing, no one can question it.
Good luck, man....
