No, I did not return to my lazy luddite ways. My dad has been in the hospital for the last eleven days, with no departure date planned. Needless to say, blogging has been way down on the list along with exercise, work, and personal hygiene. I now understand why people in crisis look so haggard. The emotional toll is rough, but the forgetting to rinse out hair conditioner is what really gets you.
Many thanks to the crew who follow auspicious jots. Some of you posted comments while I've been away. Others have sent me emails. And my buddy Sisyphus has done more for me than any good blogger should have to. Hope it's been a lighter burden than suffering through the American political climate has been for you, Sisyphus.
For those of you who have kept me smiling with the results of the leading man/leading lady test, thanks. I currently have the attention span of a 6 year old at the State Fair Midway, but I've been enjoying the Cary Grant, Carole Lombard, Kate Hepburn comparisons. My apologies to the dear friend who was told he wasn't really leading man material. Dude, just because the rest of us found the results spot on doesn't mean you should believe these things. Ahem.
As for my dad, he is still stuck on a ventilator after a hurriedly scheduled triple bypass last week. He's been pretty doped out for the past four days, thank goodness. Let's hear it for Congress staying out of the doctor/patient/narcotics relationship. Sea World has used less opiates to drug a killer whale than it takes every 6 hours to calm my bear of a dad.
The daily grind of the "no change" status report is wearing the whole clan down, however. But Little Man, my 4 and a half year old, has let us know that "hospitals don't let people die" so we're all letting him steer the emotional ship right now.
For those of you who live with heart disease, I'm thinking of you. My dad is an avoider on this issue. Or was until 11 days ago. I can only imagine how hard it is to keep up with the meds, the diet, the exercise. I wish you Sea World strength, four-and-a-half-year-old good thoughts, and lots of support from the people who love you.