Good Night, Dad

UPDATE: He is done with the procedure and fine. They need to run more tests, but he should leave ICU today. w00t!



Tonight, my dad is going to sleep in a hospital.

Normally, this isn't a strange statement to make - as an anesthesiologist, he's spent many a night there. But tonight it is as a patient.

I'm not so used to that. Not at all.

However, when I skyped with my dad about 3 weeks ago, he informed me that he'd had a minor stroke (making me 2 for 2 on genetic parents with strokes while relatively young.) A little later, I hear from my brother that he'd suffered another minor one. Now he has just had a third one that while not severe, it definitely is a significant occurrence. He is going through a serious procedure tomorrow to investigate what is going on exactly.

This is freaking me out a bit. My dad, as a father, a physician and a person who follows regular exercise and good eating and other lifestyle practices has always been a paragon of health for me. Most of my views of how to take care of my physical self trace back to his guidance.

Anyway, I didn't get to speak with him tonight. So:

Good Night, Dad. I love you.