Blood is thicker than water

Here I am, sitting in the living room at 4 AM, making a ridiculous amount of international phone calls to get my father, is who is deathly ill, moved from a 3rd world country to a military hospital in Germany.  I struggle through all of the numbers, searching endlessly and tirelessly for the person who might be able to help me out with my daddy.  My daddy. 
We had a falling out in 2007 and hadn't spoken until last year, and even that was a cold and emotionless email.  Then, out of the blue, I get a call from my cousin who says, "your dad is really sick, sorry to tell you that, but he wants to speak to you".  What's a girl to do?
First thing I do is have international calling put on my phone.  Now I am working my tail off, between a newborn, a six year old with a broken leg, a sick husband, a master's program and work, to make sure that I can get my daddy the best care he can get.  Because blood is thicker than water.
Keep him in your thoughts, prayers, mantras, healing energy or whatever it takes.  I don't care if you call on the Goddess, Jesus or Allah, just call.  Although he has had his moments, although we have said some hateful things to one another, he's still my daddy.  And I will take care of him because I love him.