So help me God I will denounce you
So, my dad has always been the strongest, painstakingly ridiculous man when it comes to pain threshold. I think he finally topped the time he welded his foot to the inside of his boot, or set himself ablaze, or finished putting the garage door up after cutting himself gushing blood all over. He very seldomly went to the hospital when he needed to get steal splinters taken out of his eyes, but tonight he did go to the ER. It only took 2 heart attacks and a full days work. He's gonna give me a heart attack. When my brother jumped in my car and told me I had to rush to the hospital to see mom cuz dad had chest pains I totally freaked out and seriously had to fight back the tears on more than one occasion. It is so sad to see a man so strong laying in the ER with pain written all over his face and oh so pale. We cracked jokes all night to keep him in good spirits. Bryan and I are great at that. I'm just thankful that dad is still with us, just wish he would have gone to the ER when he had the first attack about this time lastnight, instead he took two acetametaphins (tylenol) and went back to bed in the livingroom chair. Then he got up, went to work, and during a meeting at about 230 felt the pain again..... (sat through the end of the meeting, rode his motorcycle home from work at 4) and asked mom to kindly take him to the ER after a full days work. He's crazy! I love him so much, and if God takes him from me this young I swear to God. teehee, I will denounce that God exists let alone is an alien.