Friday night around 9:30 C gets the message that her dad has had a heart attack. For the record this is his sixth. He has a heart condition and had his first when he was 30. This is what led to the stroke that paralyzed him. Because of that, any time this happens there is fear that this will be the one that does him in. At 10:30 we drove to the hospital. Ended up being there past 2. By the time we got back to her sister's place and wound down, it was 3:30. We were back at the hospital by 9am. He had another minor one during the time we were gone and they had him on a nitro drip. He finally stabilized and we were able to leave the hospital about 1pm. It was a crazy 12 hours. On the upside, this is the hospital where her sister works in the cardiac department. Gave us better access and information than the normal person would have had. But it was stressful for everyone. I did get to meet her sisters finally but I wish it had been under better circumstances. We got home around 2:30 and crashed for two hours. Made us dinner, watched tv, and then tried to relax. C's brain is lying to her right now and making her feel horrible so we didn't have a fun night. I get it. I know what it's like to have your brain telling you bad things. Just have to ride this out and see what happens. It's 4:30 right now and I have shit to do.
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