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Monday, April 3, 2006


Sunday

17.40 PM - Mom had called the E.R earlier about dad and they agreed that he should come in and be looked at. Eleine was roped in as a designated driver, with Juliette tagging along. But. Dad decided to go by himself, which we had to respect (though I made sure he got a good look at my eyes rolling out of their sockets). So we idled the time away by first playing Bubble Bobble/watching hockey and then playing a game that was aptly called "The Baddest Language". I should talk about that some day because it's the bomb.

22.30 PM - By this stage we were all a bit anxious to hear from dad, especially since it'd been a really long time since he'd eaten and it was getting late, so mom sent a text message (seeing as phones must be switched off in hospitals) and dad called back soon afterwards telling us he was about to get his CT scan. They'd taken some bloodworks but apparently the scan wasn't available until just then. He had eaten and been given a bed to rest in while waiting.

Thinking it wouldn't be long until he'd get home we sat up and finished the game.

0.30 AM - Eleine and Juliette went home.

2.00 AM - I fell asleep.

3.00 AM - Dad called from the hospital again, saying he had enough material to write a book about the experience. They think it's a rupture of some kind and wanted to keep him over night for observation. Is it called an aneurism? I was really sleep deprived at the time and things were still not really clear to dad (4 different doctors had seen him over) so that's all I know right now.

8.30 AM - Mom and Eleine went off on errands in our old home town. Hopefully Eleine got enough sleep to not get into any accidents on the road. They should be back around 11 AM.


Once things are more clear I'll let you guys know and get back to you on comments.


11.35 AM - Dad called and said he'd probably not need any surgery done, which is a huge relief. He sounded really weak but when I asked if I could go see him he said 'nah, don't bother'. Pang, said my heart. But this is most likely hard on him and he's not one to want emotional support. It's kinda hard to respect his wishes when you know how scary it can be when your body goes against you. And we're talking about the sensitive brain here, too.

They've sent off his scans to another hospital for some expert input. That's all we know for now. Mom's not home yet.

22.40 PM - *rubs eyes* Well, they're keeping him another night because the experts hadn't gotten back to them. Dad's been kept on pain meds + audio/visual rest and is trying to relax as much as possible, in his own room without tv or radio. I think I'll buy a Far Side magazine for him tomorrow.

Mom stayed home with me the rest of the day instead of walking next to someone at her [hopefully] new job, because she couldn't've focused anyway. I hope dad can come home tomorrow so I can punish him by taking care of him. He deserves it.


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