It is very windy here right now.
I'm listening to the plastic that is covering my breeze-way windows as it flaps around. It isn't a pleasant sound.
Late this afternoon I had to call an ambulance to take my dad to the hospital.
When he called me he could just barely talk, he was so very short of breath.
It was nap time over here. I don't have a car and had two sleeping children. So there wasn't much else I could do BUT call an ambulance.
His doctor's office requested that he be taken to Butterworth Hospital as they have the city's Heart Center. I made this request when I called.
Daughter made it here quickly and I waited for THGGM to drop me off at the hospital.
This would have worked just fine.
Except that he wasn't at the hospital I was dropped off at.
He was at Blodgett Hospital.
Thankfully, Youngest Son and Cousin Chris arrived first, caught the error and came to my rescue. I cannot begin to tell you how happy that made me. I believe it was at this very moment that the migraine that had been trying to dance in my head all day went away.
What a wet and nasty drive it was from one hospital to the other.
But, I arrived.
Of course, by the time I arrived my dad had already been there for nearly two hours.
He'd had blood work, x-rays and knew he would be spending the night.
This same thing happened last June.
I'm hoping that the hospital stay helps him as well this time as it did then.
One can always hope, and pray.
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I hope everything goes well with your dad. What a helpless feeling! I'm glad it all worked out.
I'll pray for your dad's quick recovery. That's scary stuff.
OUr neighbor across the street had to leave in an ambulance again yesterday morning - it happens quite a bit. I don't know him (I'm not a very good neighbor) but I worry about him and my other neighbors who are quite old and live alone.
Oh, Judy...seems like life just keeps hitting us with Spades lately, doesn't it? I'll certainly be praying for your dad. And I hear you about living closer and the guilt from never having time to visit. There's no simple solution to anything. And congrats on the new grandson coming!! How thrilling is that?! And I grew up with nothing but brothers and wouldn't have had it any other way myself. Even amidst the chaos there's always some little glimmer of light and hope. (((((HUGS)))))) to you, my special friend!
What an ordeal for you. Praying for your dad and for you, too.
hoping and praying with you.
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