Medical rollercoaster rides du jour
Nov. 23rd, 2010 12:27 amI'm fine. SFContario was great fun. I had wonderful times there again and again and again.
fringefaan and Pat Virzi are outstanding convention roommates. Many thanks to them and especially to the SFContario committee for everything that filled my weekend with such amusement and joy.
So why the subject line? Why the Doctor Duck icon? Right as I was loading my last bags into the car early Monday afternoon, I received a phone call from my dad. Daddy was "feeling poorly" and his friend Bill was at the house to take him to the hospital. My sister got here while Daddy was still in the ER; I arrived as soon as the car racked up the miles needed to get me here.
The drive was surprisingly tolerable, though I was keenly aware of the tension from the way my body was stiffening up; it remained clenched until I was quickly and cleanly across the Peter Watts bridge and back in the USA. Talking with
benyalow and
carnyjack provided both comfort and distraction for the next couple of hours of the drive. I tried calling the house a couple of times, on the off chance the ER fixed him up and sent him home, but I decided against calling the hospital since I didn't want to still be on the road if the news was some flavor of horrible.
So it came as a great relief to be given his room number once I arrived at the hospital. He looks and sounds stable enough that staying here tonight is clearly more a comfort for me rather than a necessity for him. But I'm indulging myself anyway. I know Daddy well enough to know just how bad things were for him to come in.
They're monitoring his heart. There are enough different things wrong with the 87-year-old that his symptoms could be caused by several of them, with heart and lungs being the most likely candidates. We'll see how things go for the next few hours, days, whatever, and then figure things out from there.
Note to friends not on LJ or not on my friends list: I'll likely go mostly or totally to friends-locked posts for the duration. Please don't worry if you don't see anything for awhile.
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So why the subject line? Why the Doctor Duck icon? Right as I was loading my last bags into the car early Monday afternoon, I received a phone call from my dad. Daddy was "feeling poorly" and his friend Bill was at the house to take him to the hospital. My sister got here while Daddy was still in the ER; I arrived as soon as the car racked up the miles needed to get me here.
The drive was surprisingly tolerable, though I was keenly aware of the tension from the way my body was stiffening up; it remained clenched until I was quickly and cleanly across the Peter Watts bridge and back in the USA. Talking with
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So it came as a great relief to be given his room number once I arrived at the hospital. He looks and sounds stable enough that staying here tonight is clearly more a comfort for me rather than a necessity for him. But I'm indulging myself anyway. I know Daddy well enough to know just how bad things were for him to come in.
They're monitoring his heart. There are enough different things wrong with the 87-year-old that his symptoms could be caused by several of them, with heart and lungs being the most likely candidates. We'll see how things go for the next few hours, days, whatever, and then figure things out from there.
Note to friends not on LJ or not on my friends list: I'll likely go mostly or totally to friends-locked posts for the duration. Please don't worry if you don't see anything for awhile.