My father has been in the hospital for a week today. Scary stuff. He was hospitalized with a "mild heart attack" on Monday - everything spiraled into a shitstorm and he had a quadruple bypass and carotid artery surgery on Friday - he's been in the ICU at St. Joe's ever since. The nurses are awesome, he's fighting like a tiger, and we're going to beat this thing.
Matt and I got back last night, and I've finally hit the wall. I was running on adrenaline for five days, and now, I'm exhausted. And I have a sore throat.
I'll touch on this episode more later, but I can honestly say that I am one of the luckiest people I know. Our neighbors and friends have been phenomenally kind and generous.
I do know that this is was one hell of a wakeup call - I'm here, I'm alive and I need to take better care of myself!
Matt and I got back last night, and I've finally hit the wall. I was running on adrenaline for five days, and now, I'm exhausted. And I have a sore throat.
I'll touch on this episode more later, but I can honestly say that I am one of the luckiest people I know. Our neighbors and friends have been phenomenally kind and generous.
I do know that this is was one hell of a wakeup call - I'm here, I'm alive and I need to take better care of myself!
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