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so, last night i was making smores and saul got a phone call saying dad's bowel had ruptured. he was in the hospital and had to have an emergency surgery done. it was the same thing his brother died of. we hopped in the car about 12:00 am and raced up to claxton and sat in the waiting room for about 3 hours and the doctor finally came out and said he would be alright. he was in the monitoring unit which is kind of in between ICU and regular hospital rooms. we sat there for another 2 hours waiting until we could visit him. when i finally went in he looked terrible. he kept pushing the medecine release button because he was still in a ton of pain. mom went in there and told the nurses he needed stronger medication and all that. i dunno, my dad has alays been really strong and you know, tough. but he looked completely vulnerable and exposed. like a child or something. he was so drugged up and in massive amounts of pain he didn't know what was going on.
anyway, we got back about 6:00 am and slept until 12 and then we drove back up there. i went in to see him and he looked a lot better. completely changed.
i don't know what i would've done if he'd died. all i did was pray.
he'll be in the hospital for about a week and then he'll have a bag or something in him for about 3 months. he still tried to have his sense of humor when i went to see him. i love my dad a lot.
anyway, we got back about 6:00 am and slept until 12 and then we drove back up there. i went in to see him and he looked a lot better. completely changed.
i don't know what i would've done if he'd died. all i did was pray.
he'll be in the hospital for about a week and then he'll have a bag or something in him for about 3 months. he still tried to have his sense of humor when i went to see him. i love my dad a lot.