12-23-2008, 07:11 AM
My father is in the hospital in intensive care. He had a massive hemotoma caused by bleeding in his brain Sunday evening. I was at the hospital all night Sunday night and spent a good deal of today catching up on sleep.
He is alive, he is stable, he is completely non responsive. It is too soon to know how his recovery is going to go. I will be very stressed out and at times not near a computer.
My circadian rhythm is now completely out of whack again, which also is not going to help anything, but that's the way things go in the ongoing family soap opera.
I hate hospital waiting rooms. I hate this time year in part because that is when I have spent the most time in hospital waiting rooms.
Did I mention that I also hate soap operas? I have not been able to watch one since 1977. They are just too darned close to real life.
He is alive, he is stable, he is completely non responsive. It is too soon to know how his recovery is going to go. I will be very stressed out and at times not near a computer.
My circadian rhythm is now completely out of whack again, which also is not going to help anything, but that's the way things go in the ongoing family soap opera.
I hate hospital waiting rooms. I hate this time year in part because that is when I have spent the most time in hospital waiting rooms.
Did I mention that I also hate soap operas? I have not been able to watch one since 1977. They are just too darned close to real life.