Dad

As many of you know, my father has been struggling with his health for some time. I shared back in August about his worsening condition and many of you sent prayers and good thoughts to him. That downhill slump came to a head the past couple weeks in a roller coaster of tests, results, and emotions. In the fog created by the over-prescribed medication, my Dad was just getting worse and worse. Finally he quit taking some of his medications and gradually returned to the Dad I knew. Of course this pissed off some of his doctors, but the result of his decision was obvious and spoke for itself.

Just as my Dad started to feel a little more normal and healthy, a new (or maybe pill-masked) problem showed up. The result was my Dad being admitted into the hospital yesterday and is supposed to be there for the week. My Mom has more details on her blog, here.

A bit selfishly, I'm saddened once again that I'm so physically far away from my Dad. I wish I could be with him every day, and pissed off there are people who think I don't care. If I could I'd be by his side every day, whether he was healthy or sick. He's a good man, and I miss him.

Once again, prayers and good vibes solicited if you care to send them. Thanks.