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Received a call from my Mum on Saturday night that my Dad was being taken to hospital as they thought he'd had a heart attack - now my dad's not the fittest pesron in the world, and has smoked for the last 40 years, but you still don't expect it when it happens.
Anyway, I drove straight to the hospital and into the emergency room where dad was propped up on a trolley with tubes, sensors and alike all over the place - he looked pretty bad. After we'd been stood there for about a minute the machines started beeping away the nurse started calling for help and they laid the trolley flat as we were ushered out. The next 45 minutes were the longest in my life!
We went back in and he looked a lot better - and we eventually got him up to the CCU (Coronary Care Unit) at about midnight that evening. Preliminary tests suggest that its some form of angina, but he's in all week for tests and such.
Makes you realise how quickly things can change.
Went to see him again yesterday and he's a look more perky, will go again tonight to see how he doing.
He thought he'd be going home the following day silly bugger. I think he's getting used to the idea - the food's good, and the nurses are fantastic. He's getting better food and treatment there than he does at home I think, so he's happy for now!
I congratulated him last night on being an ex-smoker for the past 24 hours, let's hope he keeps it up, I want him to see his grand children when we eventually have them. He's only 57! Also said that if he didn't fancy helping me on the allotment over winter he just had to say, no need to go and do anything as drastic as this to get out of it!
Look after yourselves.
Anyway, I drove straight to the hospital and into the emergency room where dad was propped up on a trolley with tubes, sensors and alike all over the place - he looked pretty bad. After we'd been stood there for about a minute the machines started beeping away the nurse started calling for help and they laid the trolley flat as we were ushered out. The next 45 minutes were the longest in my life!
We went back in and he looked a lot better - and we eventually got him up to the CCU (Coronary Care Unit) at about midnight that evening. Preliminary tests suggest that its some form of angina, but he's in all week for tests and such.
Makes you realise how quickly things can change.
Went to see him again yesterday and he's a look more perky, will go again tonight to see how he doing.
He thought he'd be going home the following day silly bugger. I think he's getting used to the idea - the food's good, and the nurses are fantastic. He's getting better food and treatment there than he does at home I think, so he's happy for now!
I congratulated him last night on being an ex-smoker for the past 24 hours, let's hope he keeps it up, I want him to see his grand children when we eventually have them. He's only 57! Also said that if he didn't fancy helping me on the allotment over winter he just had to say, no need to go and do anything as drastic as this to get out of it!
Look after yourselves.
She's 74 now and stopped smoking when she got into hospital and hasn't started again yet so, perhaps there is hope for your Dad.
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