It’s been confirmed that my dad did have a heart attack yesterday, though there’s no telling how many other heart attacks he may have had without knowing it. Today he was sent to another hospital to have a Cardiac Catheterization to determine if he needs to have surgery.
I’m confident that he’ll be fine, but still, I am understandably concerned.
I also feel like an ass.
Yesterday when she told me about him being in the hospital, my mother gave me his room number. I thought she had done so just in case of an emergency and I needed to get a hold of her or something.
It didn’t occur to me that she wanted me to call him.
In point of fact, it did occur to me to call him, but I thought that…well, I don’t know what I thought. I guess I thought I might be disturbing him, or there might be some restrictions on when he could get calls or…well, the end result is that I didn’t call.
Both of my brothers called, though, as did my sister Kristy.
My brother-in-law Dean even called from Iraq.
My mother said it was okay, but that doesn’t change anything. I feel like I abandoned him, but then again, I’m not sure how well I would have held up if I had called (I kind of lost it a little on the phone when my mother called to tell me about him being moved to ICU), so maybe that would have done more harm than good.
Most people who know me realize that, except for occasional (okay, maybe frequent) displays of anger, I’m not a very demonstrably emotional person, but this is my dad we’re talking about. Even knowing that he’ll come through this okay I still can’t help but worry.
In any case, beyond my mother calling to tell me about the catheterization, today has been pretty uneventful. I talked to Scott and officially volunteered to give up my day off tomorrow to help make up for Brian’s absence.
Other than that I finished reading a book I had been reading in piecemeal fashion for a week or two (“One Knight Only,” by Peter David, in case you were wondering), watched a really crappy movie that I’d recorded last night simply because I was curious to see how the chick from that show “Boy Meets World” is looking these days. The answer? Not bad. Not bad at all.
She didn’t have too much screen time in the movie, but that was okay, as the only redeeming value the movie had was that there were a lot of hot chicks in it, so most of the time there was a hot chick onscreen.
Unfortunately most of them remained more or less (mostly more) fully-clothed.
One of the actresses appeared topless, briefly, via the world’s most obvious body double. It was absolutely the worst use of a body double I’ve ever seen. Not only was the body double much, much more well-endowed, she wasn’t even wearing the same kind of bra as the actress she was doubling for.
Ostensibly, the movie was a comedy, but I was hard-pressed to find anything to laugh about, other than the aforementioned topless scene.
As mentioned in previous posts I was on kind of a drawing kick this week, inspired largely by the D&D picture I’d drawn. When working on that picture, as I sometimes do when a picture turns out really well, I thought, “Wow, it almost seems as though I know what I’m doing.”
Given a boost of confidence in my talents, I started working on other pictures, but yesterday I pretty much lost my momentum.
It was kind of bothersome anyway. After all, the goal is to start really focusing my creative endeavors on writing.
But that’s always the way it goes for me. When I feel like writing is what I should be doing, all I want to do is draw, and vice versa.
All things considered, I’d say that I like drawing more than I like writing, but I’m of the opinion that I’m much better at writing.
At the heart of all of it, though, is a complete and utter lack of focus and discipline which has ensured that I’ll never be as good, or successful, at either as I would like.
But whatever; I lack the focus and discipline needed to explore the topic any further.
Tonight would have been the night that I would be off to see Sarah in concert, but clearly that wasn’t meant to be.
It’s probably just as well. After all, under the circumstances I probably wouldn’t have enjoyed it that much.
In any case, my extra-long weekend is coming to a close. As is typical, I didn’t do much with the additional time anyway, so I suppose it doesn’t really matter that it’s over.
Unless something especially interesting or noteworthy happens this afternoon, this is probably it for the day, and the week. I hope you all have a good weekend.
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