Another Crisis

The girls had to call an ambulance for their dad when he ended up with a perforated ulcer, and he had emergency surgery that night.  As usual, when something like this happens I am overwhelmed with feelings of guilt because I am not there to help.
Good news is all is ok and he will be fine.  I have visited him in the hospital each day, and today we had a few minutes alone to talk.  I asked him if he would go to rehab, and he won't.  This just enforces for me that he is choosing alcohol and unhealthy living over me and his son, and I can't change that.
Time to go back to the counselor to help with the feelings of guilt, but I can tell this time that I am much stronger and will be able to get through this.
Now I just have to figure out how to move on with my life!