Walking to Hell and back.

[osaraba]

Well. My father's been in the hospital since Thursday with pneumonia. We've been visiting him every day for a little while during visiting hours. He seemed to be getting better. Then... the doctors said he wasn't getting better and he'd been on 2 strong antibiotics, so something must be wrong. They took him to get a CAT scan and found that the infection isn't in the lungs, it's between the lungs and the ribs. So they said they have to do surgery to "drain the fluids" or something.

So, anyway. Today they did the surgery, which was supposed to start at 12 and was delayed until 1. Afterwards, he was put into the Medical Intensive Care Unit (MICU) for recovery and we went to visit him, which was around 7 pm.

He was all groggy, but lucid, at least. He was babbling on and I guess it shouldn't have been funny, but it was. He kept asking my mom to make sure we told Chuck that everything was okay. (Chuck is a co-worker of his.)

Oops! Gotta go now 'cause Angelica's waiting to yell at me over the phone for scanning a pic of myself to send to Sharon... but will continue soon!