SoulWinner
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Wow. What a week already. Sunday night I couldn't sleep, nor could my wife or my son. About midnight I had this odd compulsion to call my mom, but thought better of it. We finally got to sleep around three AM, only to get a cal from my mom at 7:30. She said dad was in trouble at the local hospital, and we were there at 7:35 (we live right around the corner). We get there and everyone is rushing around and the helicopter has ben called from Sacred Heart in Pensacola. WTF?????
Turns out dad had an aneurysm on his aortic artery or something, and was in SERIOUS condition. Helicopter lands and dad is loaded and flown off to Sacred Heart, and I load my mom into her car driver her there. We get there and everything had been kciked right off the freaking map. His aneurism has ruptured, blowing the artery in two. I am pulled aside and told that he is most likely a dead man, and asked about living wills, organ donation etc. Ok, now I'm holding it together, but right on the threashold of freaking right out.
Dad is in surgery for a couple of hours, loses 80% of his blood, his kidneys and other internal organs go for 30 minutes without blood....but he comes through! After 3 hours in recovery they put him in the ICU, where a half dozen specialist juggle around each other trying get him going again. Man, what a day. When we got home last night, I sold my boat (I had it for sale for a couple of days), got a bite to eat and crashed.
Went to see dad today. He is awake and talking!!!!!! Whaaaaa?????? Yep, he has a cut from his sternum to his "fireman," but his only complaint is that he is thirsty. What a blessed man he is. He has always been a big and strong man (ised to be able to open oysters with his bare hands) but only the Good Lord could do this.
It's been a crazy couple of days. Emotional roller coaster, couple thousand cell phone calls, being there for mom and my wife (my wife and my dad are real close) and now I'm gonna crash again. I'm too pooped to think.
I know that when my friends read this you have good thoughts and prayers for my family and my dad in particular. I want to offer you a teary eyed, heart felt thanks in advance for your love and compassion. Bless you all bless my poppa.
Wes
Turns out dad had an aneurysm on his aortic artery or something, and was in SERIOUS condition. Helicopter lands and dad is loaded and flown off to Sacred Heart, and I load my mom into her car driver her there. We get there and everything had been kciked right off the freaking map. His aneurism has ruptured, blowing the artery in two. I am pulled aside and told that he is most likely a dead man, and asked about living wills, organ donation etc. Ok, now I'm holding it together, but right on the threashold of freaking right out.
Dad is in surgery for a couple of hours, loses 80% of his blood, his kidneys and other internal organs go for 30 minutes without blood....but he comes through! After 3 hours in recovery they put him in the ICU, where a half dozen specialist juggle around each other trying get him going again. Man, what a day. When we got home last night, I sold my boat (I had it for sale for a couple of days), got a bite to eat and crashed.
Went to see dad today. He is awake and talking!!!!!! Whaaaaa?????? Yep, he has a cut from his sternum to his "fireman," but his only complaint is that he is thirsty. What a blessed man he is. He has always been a big and strong man (ised to be able to open oysters with his bare hands) but only the Good Lord could do this.
It's been a crazy couple of days. Emotional roller coaster, couple thousand cell phone calls, being there for mom and my wife (my wife and my dad are real close) and now I'm gonna crash again. I'm too pooped to think.
I know that when my friends read this you have good thoughts and prayers for my family and my dad in particular. I want to offer you a teary eyed, heart felt thanks in advance for your love and compassion. Bless you all bless my poppa.
Wes
