Friday, December 10, 2010
My Dad had a heart attack about a week and a half ago. It was probably the scariest couple of hours I have ever experienced. I was at my Christmas concert for the Sterling Singers when I started getting frantic calls and texts to call home. I finally got a chance to listen to my messages and there was one from my mom informing me that he had had a heart attack and was in the Cath lab. She had no idea what condition he was in and she was alone. Poor mom! I wished I could magically transport myself to Arizona to hug her and be with her while she waited for news. A couple hours later we were finally relieved to know that he was okay. They had to place 3 stents in his heart, but my mom was able to get him to the hospital so quickly that his chances of full recovery were good. They said another 10 minutes and he probably would have been in cardiac arrest. Scary, scary, scary! He was in the hospital for about 3 days and didn't know until near the end of that time whether there was any permanent damage. There were signs of heart damage, but the doctors finally concluded that it should correct itself now that blood flow has been restored.
I couldn't have been more shocked by all of this! Of all the possible things that could happen to my dad heart attack was never even on my radar. He eats grain mush half of his life for heavens sake! I've always been a bit of a daddy's girl. I spent most of my growing up years with my dad. And there is nothing like a near death experience to make your realize you are taking things for granted, even if its not your near death experience! I decided to start writing my dad letters. Real snail mail letters. There is something really special about real mail. I've only written one so far, and I'm waiting for my return letter to arrive. I can't wait! My life is not all that exciting, so I'm not sure what all I will write about, but I'm mostly excited for when he writes back. My dad is so smart, so full of wisdom and great stories and I can't wait to learn everything he still has to teach me. I hope he'll be around for a long long time so I can soak in all I can! I wish he lived closer, I still feel like I need to see him with my own two eyes and give him a great big hug to make sure he's really okay! I've talked to him on the phone several times and my brothers who went down there assure me he is, but I just wish I could see him. Maybe soon.
Love you daddy! I'm so glad you are okay!