My dad had a heart attack yesterday. Quite the scare. He had an angioplast and a stint put in and he is 'fixed' for now I guess. Still, you are never ready for a call like that. It makes you contemplate on a lot of things--how fragile life is, everything that would be different without this person, your own health and habits, etc. I kept thinking, "I'm not old enough, I still need my dad." But when will I ever not need my dad? He's a good one, the best really.
He should be getting out of the hospital soon. He is being his old stubborn self and just wants outta there. Glad he didn't go anywhere, after all, he told me he is going to die when he's 95, on his motorcycle, doing a wheelie across the train tracks. I'll hold you to it, Dad.
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I'm sorry Lisa. I'm glad he is doing ok now. We'll keep him in our prayers.
that is a big scare. I'm glad to hear he's doing well though. My family sends their well wishes!
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