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Strange Days Indeed!

Some days are just surreal.

Late yesterday afternoon my father had chest pains, and an ambulance whisked him off to the ER. My mother got a ride to the hospital in a fire engine which blared its siren at every corner.

She sat in the ER waiting room with some other folks while the Super Bowl played on the TV. No one was watching the game.

When my father was admitted to the hospital overnight, my mother stayed there till 1 a.m., keeping him company, waiting for news, and hunting down nurses to bring him medication and a pillow. Then she staggered home in a cab.

This morning, she called a repairman to fix what sounded like a hideous loud noise in the oil burner. Turned out it wasn't the burner; the firemen who had run around the previous night turning off the lights had mistakenly turned on her kitchen garbage disposal, which then ran all night.

Meanwhile, my father was still at the hospital, being run through test after test.

The telephone rang. My mother grabbed it.

"Hello," the woman's voice said. "This is Hillary Clinton and I'm asking for your vote tomorrow."

[P.S.: I am happy to say I talked with my mother this afternoon, and she said my father was due at any minute to be discharged from the hospital so he could go home. Thanks to those who sent well-wishes; they are much appreciated!]


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Feb. 7th, 2008 01:32 am (UTC)
I'm glad he was okay. one of my worst fears, having a parent be near death.
Feb. 7th, 2008 03:01 am (UTC)
From Kelly at Ordinary Art
Hugs and positive thoughts to your whole family, especially your dad. I would be lost without mine.
Love and peace!
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