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Close call

My father woke up on Sunday morning, went downstairs to make coffee and read the paper just like every other Sunday morning. However, this Sunday, while drinking his second cup of coffee he found that he couldn't breathe and felt as if he was drowning. He managed to call 911 and he was transported to Kanabec County hospital about 18 miles away. By the time he arrived the nurses said he was blue and not doing well at all, they were in the process of scheduling an airlift to the Cities when they got him stabilized.

After many tests it has been determined he has blood clots in his lungs (which caused the congestive heart failure), pneumonia and his Lyme's Disease he thought he kicked ten years ago has flared up. Not good.

I spoke with him and he is in good spirits. He is miffed because the clicker for the TV requires you go through the entire 60 channel rotation before you can get back to where you started, also he can't stand the food and has a lovely view of the hospital's ventilation system. Other than that he says he is fine. He is going to be staying for another three days in ICU so they can try to break up with clots with Coumadin.

My dad (and my family) have had a pretty good scare, let's hope they can get this cleared up. In the meantime dad is being his curmudgeonly self, giving whoever enters his room a really bad time and wanting to just go home.

Comments

carey said…
Susan, sorry to hear about your dad. It sounds like things are under control. Hope your mom is handling it ok?
Susan said…
Thanks Carey - my mom is doing pretty well, just tired and worried that everything will turn out ok with the tests.
bobbione8y said…
i'm glad your dad is being curmudgeonly...that means he is probably not feeling as bad as he could be, right?

will pray for you all, susan.

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