The Body and Mind

Just came home from a hospital visit.
2 things that struck me.
1.) The Body
2.) The Mind
1.) My uncle was admitted to the hospital due to a bad fall. He had cuts and bruises all over his body. They looked pretty bad to me. But it seemed like, he didn't even notice them. I spoke to the nurse, they're just asking him to stay for rehab and monitoring of BP cause he's an ex stroke patient.
Know something?
He's a heavy smoker. But he's not suffering any withdrawal sympthoms. On top of that, he still wants to walk around. He seems strong enough to beat me in a fight in his condition. Old timers are tough.
2.) When I was helping him clean up after eating, and while watching him eat, I realised that I had a lot more feeling for him than my dad. I saw similarities between my uncle and me. I tried to imagine my dad lying down in the bed. All that came to my mind was, "He can go fuck off and die."
Hmmmmm...
But that's real strange.
Cause in terms of caring for me, logically I can tell that my dad did more than my uncle. He did care for me when I had my fracture and subsequent injuries. But, if he's the one lying down, all I know is that I'll be looking at "my dad". The asshole whom I swore never to be when I grew up.
The fact that I can type this out means.. Okay, I've given it some thought. And maybe when he does land in the hospital.. I will visit him, and take care of him. But it kinda annoys me that I'm blinded. Sorta.
I think I'm surrounding myself with nice music to block out all the shit that I may otherwise hear.
Guns N Roses FTW.