Thursday, November 23, 2006

my dad had what?!?!?

apparently this is the week of randomnes...

i call my parents yesterday to say hi, happy early thanksgiving, yadda, yadda, yadda... my mom proceeds to inform me that my dad just had surgery... ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?? obviously i proceed to get pissed off at them for not letting me know ahead of time... they do have a tendency to let me know of serious circumstances AFTER the fact... my mom starts laughing - which makes me angrier - and tells me the whole story.

it was a normal wednesday. my dad went to work - by the way, he's a surgeon: the irony is precious! my mom goes on wednesday to the hospital to practice anesthesia. she does this once a week for the pure sheer joy of it. they usually do cases together. so they go throug all their patients as normal.

my dad has known for a while that his gallbladder is not in top notch shape. apparently he's been feeling really sick about it recently, throwing up and all... but you know what they say, en casa de herrero... (shoemaker's daughter...) so after going through all his surgeries of the day he goes to his office partner and tells him to remove his gallbladder.

so, on the spot, my mom sedated him as his friend removed his gallbladder.

after the surgery, my mom calls family and let them know what's going on, they come to visit, etc. It is then that my cousin takes my mom to her place to grab the normal stuff you would take with you when you go to the hospital - toothbrush, pj's, all of that...

i called this morning to see how he's doing, and we've come to many conclusions:
-my dad can survive without his gallbladder, but take away cable tv and he dies
-my mom and i are forming "vesiculas unidas" (united gallbladders) as my dad and my sister have had their's removed... NO ONE WILL TAKE MY GALLBLADDER FROM ME!!!!! :-)
-finally, my mom tells me that my dad made his rounds this morning in the hospital to his patients that he did surgery on yesterday... WITH HIS I.V. STILL ATTACHED!!! could you imagine having your surgeon come to check on you with his white robe and an i.v. on a little rolling tower...

all this to say... the randomness runs in the family...

and happy thanksgiving everyone... in the greater scheme of life, these hard times are but a spec of the greatness of life - it is this bigger picture that i don't want to take for granted...

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