Father, father…

My mom called me today on my cell phone while I was at work (immediately I thought "not good news") and told me my father had a heart attack. Then she said she had to go and hung up. That was it. No "He's alive", "He's in the hospital", "He's dead", nothing.

I finally managed to contact one of my siblings who filled me in on what was going on. My father went to the doctor yesterday complaining about pains in his left arm pit. After running a series of tests they transported him to the hospital where they determined he had had a mild heart attack. He was kept overnight. Today at 2 PM they will be doing an angioplasty and something else (I don't remember what it was) on him, then keeping him overnight tonight to see how he is.

My mom finally called back and told me the same.

I will be staying put in Arkansas for the moment. But if things go South for my father, I will be heading to Florida.

And I need to explain to my mom how NOT to leave someone on a ledge like that. I know she is going through a lot, but still.

UPDATE (5:10 pm):
Dad still hasn't gone into surgery yet. Mom wasn't sure what the holdup is, but they are waiting for the surgeon at the moment.

UPDATE (8:31 pm):
Dad is finally in surgery. He went in at 8 pm. Mom said she'd call me when he's out.

Until next time...
Erik

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posted 1563 days ago at 12:59 pm in Events

December 28, 2003

Well, the mom-and-dad visit was interesting. Everything I thought would be said pretty much was:
that I'm living an abomination;
that it’s a sin against nature;
that I can change if I want to;
that they pray for me every day;
that I'm an embarrassment to them;
that they don't want to tell anyone about me and they just dread someone will ask;
that there are groups that can help me to change;
that they will never acknowledge Robert as anything.

What’s sad (?) about the whole incident is the last one [never acknowledging Robert] is the only thing that bothers me. I know these are their beliefs, and (for whatever reason) I respect that. I just wish they wouldn't go pushing them down others' throats! It took me wrestling with myself and what I was taught the first 20-some odd years of my life to get where I am today. And they tell me if I want to get out of this "life-style" they will help me. This is so not a life-style--it’s a life! It’s MY life! I just hope/wish one day they can/will acknowledge the person I love as just that--the person I love.

I'm not sure what my future relationship will be with my parents at this point, or if there will be a relationship... Robert and the kids are my family and come first.

Until next time...
Erik

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posted 3063 days ago at 5:27 pm in Ponderings

December 27, 2003

After living in Arkansas for 12 years, my parents are coming to visit. They called a couple weeks ago to tell me, and they don't want Robert or the kids around, and I've been "nervous" ever since. What is it about the parent-child bond that, even though I'm 30 years old, I'm still intimidated by the possibilities of what may happen?

Until next time...
Erik

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posted 3064 days ago at 5:26 pm in Ponderings
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