so i saw my dad in recovery before i left, and he was feeling alright but he was also drugged up and had a morphine button. “i hope i can walk” he says to me, which almost broke my heart but with the way the doctor was saying the surgery was successful, i really believe it’s gonna help him. it’ll take some time for him to fully recover, yes, but as long as his pain goes away, that’s all that matters. i told him he’d be fine, and he was like “yea and you’ll see my jogging” which, hey, if he did come out jogging, that would be fucking amazing. he went from a fairly healthy man to almost handicapped after a stroke in a short period of time, it was horrible to see him deteriorate like that. my mom just got home not too long ago, waited for him to get into a room and all. he had an amazing dinner of salisbury steak, mashed potatoes, carrots, and a bunch of other crap and strawberry shortcake for dessert and he was head over heals with it. the hospital he’s at does have AMAZING food and all, it was just really fucking nice there, and free wi-fi hey. plus he hadn’t eaten since last night so he was starving. currently feeling no pain in his legs, but, then again, he still has his morphine so we’ll see when he gets off of it. his back will probably be sore for a bit, but we’re hoping for full recovery. he will be home tomorrow though, which is good news.
i hate hospitals so i was weary about going to see him in the recovery room but i wanted to before i left, and i ended up talking to him longer than both my sister and my mom did. he was making sure i liked the food, took advantage of the wi-fi, and told me to tip the valet when we left haha. i can’t wait for all his pain to be gone.
loooooooooooooooooooooooooooong day but totally worth it. and good thing i switched with joe so i no longer have to work my sunday, got to party harder/longer at cky haha. time traveling a bit now, saving the rest for whenever i wake up.
the only shitty thing about it is that tomorrow is my sunday at work, so i have to come home all late to work 12 hours tomorrow. god maryland, why must you be so far away???? jk i have done it before, i just don’t like doing it. can’t wait till monday when i can sleep in.
it’s very rare when my dad leaves me a note in the morning asking to pick something up for him at work, but he always signs them ‘love dad’ and i always completely lose it. i almost lost him a couple of years ago and that was the scariest moment of my life. anyway, he’s getting surgery on wednesday to shave off some of the bone in his back. it’s like wrapped completely around his nerves and it’s really been fucking him up for a couple of years and the doctors are just NOW figuring out what it is. so we’re hoping it works. i hear back surgery sometimes makes things worse so i’m kind of terrified. my dad was in so much pain yesterday when he came home from work and i really hate seeing him like that and i just want everything back to the way it used to be :(
In June 2009, 10-year-old Colby Curtin from Huntington Beach, California, was suffering from the final stages of terminal vascular cancer. Her dying wish was to live long enough to see “Up”. Unfortunately, Colby was too sick to leave home and her family feared she would die without seeing the film. A family friend contacted Pixar, and a private screening was arranged for Colby. The company flew an employee with a DVD copy of “Up”, along with some tie-in merchandise from the film. Colby couldn’t see the screen because the pain kept her eyes closed, so her mother gave her a play-by-play of the film. Seven hours after viewing the film, Colby passed away. — IMDb Trivia: Up (2009)