Saturday, December 10, 2011
A couple of weeks ago my Dad started having dizzy spells. On Tuesday the doctor sent him to the ER and so began a roller coaster week of emotion.
First I want to take this opportunity to send a very heartfelt and sincere thank you to all of you who prayed, texted, called, sent messages, etc. The past several days have been very difficult but I truly felt the prayers and positive thoughts sent to my family and I. I really, with all my heart, believe they helped. My Dad was VERY, very sick and didn't only have us worried, but also the doctors.
During his first surgery, they removed an 80% blockage. Yes, 80%!!! A stent was put in and the surgery complete. The doc came out to tell us that the surgery was successful and that it should take care of the life-threatening arrhythmia's he had been having. What a relief! But this is where the roller coaster ride began because we went from being ecstatic to worried and scared again within 30 minutes.
About 1/2 hour later, Dad started having the arrhythmias again. We then learned that he was still in danger and would need yet another surgery. It seems in addition to the blockage, Dad also has electrical issues with his heart. After the second surgery we learned that Dad would need to be on medication to keep the arrhythmia's under control, but it was something he could live with. We'll take it! We'd rather have him on medications the rest of his life than not have him around at all.
He is still in the hospital and we aren't exactly sure when he will be getting out because he needs more tests and the meds have to keep him arrhythmia free for 24 hours. He was still having a few episodes of arrhythmias today and they won't let him go until the episodes are gone. He has to stay in the hospital until the meds work. The road ahead may not be easy, but his prognosis is good and for that we thank and praise God!
Posted by Donna at 2:18 PM
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
File this one under......actually, I don't even know what to file this one under.
This morning, into my bedroom run two little boys. One is as naked as a jay bird and the other is laughing hysterically. It seems the baby wanted to be very helpful this morning by scaling the crib (he got up all by himself), taking off his pj's and diaper (he's helping get himself ready to go), breaking out of his room (even though we have child proof locks on the door) and going into his brothers room and climbing into bed with him (he was his brother's alarm clock today so he wouldn't be late for school).
See how helpful he is?
The little guy woke up this morning to a naked baby in his bed. About 10 years from now, he probably wouldn't have found it funny, but this morning, he thought it was hysterical, and he was right.
I think the baby is going to be a cross between Houdini and David Blaine.
Posted by Donna at 8:50 AM