My Dad and his blood troubles.
So they found out why my Dad was feeling sweaty and light headed whenever he would stand up. His legs were filled with blood clots all the way up to his waist where his vena cava filter was located. If he did not have that filter he would have died. I still can’t get over that. This tiny little piece of ceramic saved my Dad’s life. He had it inserted after he found out he had factor V leiden, it’s there to prevent blood clots from going to his heart or brain or lungs. Well it worked! I’m so happy that he had that filter. On Thursday he went into the hospital by Saturday he was shuffling around the hospital halls with a walker. He’s legs were so swollen he could barely walk. He went home from the hospital on Sunday evening. He is on blood thinner (coumadin) and will be for the rest of his life. Today he went to the blood doctor. (Andy thinks his blood doctor sounds like Pepe the prawn from the Muppets, okay) My Mom said that my Dad was asking about getting a handicap parking thingy and the doctor told him no, that he is to walk, and if it hurts to walk take pain medication and walk anyway! I found that funny. My Mom also told me that what probably caused the massive amount of blood clots was that he sits a lot at work and then would come home and sit at the computer. With his condition he’s supposed to get up and walk every 2 hours or so to keep his blood moving. Well I guess that added up after a while and the aspirin he was taking to thin his blood was not enough. So my Dad is home and recovering . Yay!
While Andy and I were visiting my Dad on Sunday we were leaving with my Grandma and Uncle and My mom to go out to lunch for Mother’s day. We were waiting for the elevators and Andy saw signs that listed what was on the different floors of the hospital. He touched it because he was curious to how it was attached to the wall. Well part of it fell right off the wall. So there Andy is trying to get the piece back on while the elevator door is opening. My Uncle suggested he chuck it in the garbage and run. Andy just placed it on top of the garbage and we ran into the elevator. My Uncle (in jest) told him to shave his head and move to Brazil. Then later my grandmother said that if he was her child he wouldn’t have lived. (from all the beatings) It was hilarious.
While Andy and I were visiting my Dad on Sunday we were leaving with my Grandma and Uncle and My mom to go out to lunch for Mother’s day. We were waiting for the elevators and Andy saw signs that listed what was on the different floors of the hospital. He touched it because he was curious to how it was attached to the wall. Well part of it fell right off the wall. So there Andy is trying to get the piece back on while the elevator door is opening. My Uncle suggested he chuck it in the garbage and run. Andy just placed it on top of the garbage and we ran into the elevator. My Uncle (in jest) told him to shave his head and move to Brazil. Then later my grandmother said that if he was her child he wouldn’t have lived. (from all the beatings) It was hilarious.