So, Im putting this here, so I don't have to keep explaining things over and also to help my brain process things.
Jan 31st My mother went to a dermatologist about a "Blemish" on her face, I was told it didn't seem to serious, got a little bit of mixed messages from Dad but cancer was mention, but also "non malignant" and she was getting it treated anyway.
It was agreed that she should have the blemish removed. If she did it on the NHS. The waiting list due to Covid-19 would be a YEAR.
So looked in to getting it done privately. Fast forward to last week and she sees the Private doctor, who identifies a couple more spots on her face that should be taken care off too, and the date is set for the procedure. The Beginning of February. Which is actually pretty good. Get it taken care of, no problem. Right?

Wrong.

Monday ,I wake up to the close family chat, going off...No biggie, we use it all the time to keep in contact and up todate, but then I look at what is being said.
"Sister 2. "I had no symptoms and tested negative". "
Wait, what?
I read on through some chat, and get to my mum.
" I feel really crap"
Not overly concerning as such as my mum has various health issues with pain etc, but is it a little unusual for her to say so in the chat.
So I call home a little later on...or maybe my Dad called me, I cant really remember that part of the day is blurry for me. But one part of the call stood out. "Your mum's had a cough for the last few days, so she got tested and she has Covid 19. "

Crap.

The chat continues, and he reassures me that they are isolating in their room and the rest of the household is also doing so away from them. I ask if hes been tested., he pointed out theres no point as hes always with mum so they are assuming he has. But so far no symptoms. Well ok, Now my Dad has always been my hero. My SUPER HERO. I grew up with him as a Retained Firefighter so he was always running off to the rescue..(Once it was even me from a toliet. Another story for another time) So in a way my brain was saying, he'll be fine and look after Mum. I manage to keep it together until the end of the call, I hate to show overt emotion to people who are most likely more scared than I am.

Thats when it hits me.

Mum's procedure will have to be postoned. WHAM! I feel like a baseball bat's hit me.
My Mum has Covid.
My Dad probably has Covid.

Fuck.

Jump to that afternoon and I see someone is talking in the Extended family chat, where all my aunts and uncles keep in touch. It's Sister 1.
She tells the chat, "Mum has a couple of patches skin cancer- Carcinoma and whilst waiting for treatment has started a cough- you guessed it. Covid 19"

Seeing that in text. WHAM.
My mum has Cancer.
My mum has Covid-19.

Jump to today.  Derpdraggy Has been my rock and she has been getting me through this. We call my parents to check in. And a little spark of hope is mentioned. Mum is going to be taking part in a clinical trial, I dont know much but from what I understand it will help with the coughing (Which apparently has been driving Dad mad )
Then comes the next baseball bat.

My Dad mentions how nothing tastes right, and that he feels so drained, and all they have been doing all day is resting in bed.
Well. Then. Yeah.

Now I know, alot of you know people who have had Covid. And Im well aware this isnt a rare occurance.
But this journal is more for me to help process my feelings, and to let you all know what is going on in my life.
Im scared for them both.
Right now I seem to be swinging between fine and making jokes, to being angry or upset.
I will be okay, I just need time to process.

I hope you are all well.
I love you.

TL:DR Mum has a form of skin cancer and Covid-19 Dad has covid-19 symptoms.