I got a call from my dad this morning to tell me that he was in the hospital.
He's okay. He had a few blood clots in his leg, and a few of them traveled to his lungs. It's not a good thing, but it could have been a lot worse. (If clots get to the heart or the brain you're pretty much dead or a vegetable.)
I spent a few hours with him. I brought him DVDs to watch, magazines, books, clean underwear, cookies to bribe the nurses, slippers, stuff like that. He'll be in the hospital for another few days. He wants to golf as soon as he gets out, but I want to check with the doctor about that. He says he feels fine and he keeps pestering the nurses to let him out of bed.
He also says he's waiting for the right nurse to come by so he can request a sponge bath. Yep. That's my dad.
This serves as a good reminder for everyone to have a durable power of attorney on file so that your family knows your wishes and has the power to act on them. It's also a good reminder to wear clean underwear at all times, because you never know...
If you're the praying type, my dad could use a good word to the Big Guy for a speedy tee time. While you're at it, you could pray for his golf swing, too. :)
Posted by Jen at June 29, 2005 5:07 PM