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I got a call from my mom earlier this morning. She sounded worried and said "Your dad just called me." I instantly asked her what was wrong because she never calls me in the middle of the day and it sounded urgent. So she told me my dad was in the hospital today for a checkup because he had triple bypass surgery about 2 years ago (i think) and goes in for regular checkups. They told him he's got another bad spot in his heart and they're going to have to put in a catheter tomorrow to see if they can open it up.
The last time he had the triple bypass, he went into the doctor because he was feeling dizzy and tired. His chest didn't hurt or anything, he just wasn't feeling right. They didn't let him leave the hospital and told him he had to have bypass surgery or else he's going to die. Soon. When they opened him up, they saw that he needed a triple bypass because his arteries were almost completely collapsed. They did good work and he felt like a million bucks after it was all done, and apparently still does so this is a big shock.
I'm hoping that tomorrow isn't going to turn into another week at the hospital like last time. And I hope for his sake they don't have to crack open his chest again and give him another bypass. That was horrible.
When I talked to my dad today he started crying on the phone. I know he doesn't want to go through with this at all. And I'm sure he's scared. It makes me really sad to hear him cry. He's not a very emotional guy, and if you saw him, you'd think he looks more like a tough guy with all his tattoos and harleys and stuff. But when stuff like this happens, you get to see him for who he really is... which in a weird way is a good thing. It kind of scares the affection into him... and my whole family.
It's going to be a rough day tomorrow... I already know it. I just don't think I can handle seeing him gripping his teddy bear to his chest because of the pain again like last time.
And to make things worse... this is genetic. This is what I have to look forward to when I'm in my 50s? Great! I'm turning vegitarian and running everyday from now on.
I got a call from my mom earlier this morning. She sounded worried and said "Your dad just called me." I instantly asked her what was wrong because she never calls me in the middle of the day and it sounded urgent. So she told me my dad was in the hospital today for a checkup because he had triple bypass surgery about 2 years ago (i think) and goes in for regular checkups. They told him he's got another bad spot in his heart and they're going to have to put in a catheter tomorrow to see if they can open it up.
The last time he had the triple bypass, he went into the doctor because he was feeling dizzy and tired. His chest didn't hurt or anything, he just wasn't feeling right. They didn't let him leave the hospital and told him he had to have bypass surgery or else he's going to die. Soon. When they opened him up, they saw that he needed a triple bypass because his arteries were almost completely collapsed. They did good work and he felt like a million bucks after it was all done, and apparently still does so this is a big shock.
I'm hoping that tomorrow isn't going to turn into another week at the hospital like last time. And I hope for his sake they don't have to crack open his chest again and give him another bypass. That was horrible.
When I talked to my dad today he started crying on the phone. I know he doesn't want to go through with this at all. And I'm sure he's scared. It makes me really sad to hear him cry. He's not a very emotional guy, and if you saw him, you'd think he looks more like a tough guy with all his tattoos and harleys and stuff. But when stuff like this happens, you get to see him for who he really is... which in a weird way is a good thing. It kind of scares the affection into him... and my whole family.
It's going to be a rough day tomorrow... I already know it. I just don't think I can handle seeing him gripping his teddy bear to his chest because of the pain again like last time.
And to make things worse... this is genetic. This is what I have to look forward to when I'm in my 50s? Great! I'm turning vegitarian and running everyday from now on.
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i wish your dad all the best.
i know all about hereditary health problems.
my mom has colitis, AND had breast cancer. i`m in for some fun, too. i feel for ya.