Life in the Slow Lane

Life in the Slow Lane

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Craptastic

Quite the day yesterday. Here is what happened.

  1. Photographed the Yoshi calendar on Tuesday. Wasn’t happy with a lot of the first shots so I stayed up all night worrying and got up uber early yesterday and re-shot the whole thing again. Yoshi was not amused but did just fine and was a little furry trooper.
  2. So while busy returning the camera gear and putting together all the appropriate images for my graphic designer friend I get a phone call… My dad is in the hospital emergency room. He fell while changing a light-bulb.
  3. I run to the hospital and there he is all sad on a gurney. He has broken his hip. Fuck. I hang out there for a few hours.
  4. Start making all the appropriate calls. My mom is on Vancouver Island on a mini holiday helping a friend and I can’t get in touch with her. Rally my bro and sis-in-law to “Man The Bedside” while I do some business stuff for my dad and deal with his car, his cell phone and his clients. Dad is feeling ok with just a couple Tylenol 3’s under his belt. All the nurses love him already.
  5. Run to my parent’s apartment to get some stuff for him, make more calls, and email another client.
  6. Go through a couple hundred photos and burn a disc to take to my graphic designer friend.
  7. Return to the hospital with magazines, chocolate and books and hang out to 11 pm. Totally forget to eat all day. My thighs will thank me later.

So poor dad is going to have surgery today to replace part of his hip joint. The docs say despite his age (the nurses keep on betting each other to guess his correct age without looking at the chart. Nobody can believe he is 77. Most guess in the early 60’s range.) his bones are strong and his health is great so he’ll heal up fine and be out of the hospital early next week. He is in good spirits and pissed off and bored already. My mom should be home today in the late afternoon.

So between hospital visits, running my dad’s business and doing the Yoshi calendar I’m going to be scarce around these parts. I’ll update when I can.

20 comments:

Candy said...

That really was a fucking crappy day. So sorry. Hope your dad's going to be ok, sounds like on the way to recovery.

eclectic said...

Yipes! Good thoughts to your dad (and to you and your mom who will have to keep him still after he gets home until the dang thing heals...)!!

Sharkey said...

Oh man! No wonder you haven't replied to my email (no worries)!!!

Pissed off and bored when you're in the hospital is a good thing. It means you're ready to get out of there. But I imagine after the surgery he'll have a couple days when he won't care where he is. May he be pissed off and bored again very soon!

Anonymous said...

sending good thoughts your way

Anonymous said...

oh that was me- tu

Circe said...

You had alot on your plate today. So glad your dad is going to be just fine. :)

hugs,
circe

Susie said...

You are a terrific daughter. Sending hugs, and energy, and calm (you can have both). I love your new profile pic and your new tagline. And if they aren't all that new . . . that's just how I am, these days.

JP said...

Hang in there kid, it'll get better! You live on an ancient indian burial ground? No way!

mrtl said...

Oh no Daddy Kranki!

When can we start making jokes about how many Kranki's it takes to change a lightbulb? Egads.

SassyFemme said...

Sending good thoughts and wishes for a speedy recovery to your dad.

here today, gone tomorrow said...

Joining in in the good wishes for Daddy Kranki, you and your Mom!

Diane said...

Sending kind thoughts for your dad's quick recovery!
How did you get the news? did your dad have a cell phone with him? who called for the ambulance?

When I was a church janitor, I was all alone in the building, up on a ladder changing fluorescent light tubes. Just as I got the second new one in place, I felt the jolt of electricity pass through two fingers, and reflex sent my arm flailing wildly.

The ladder wobbled a bit, but did not tip over.

Scared the bejeebers out of meself is what it did.

My family would not have missed me for 2 more hours.
When I reported the near miss, my dear husband told me to never get up on a ladder again unless someone else was in the building and could hear the crash and yelling for help.

MrsDoF

lawyerchik said...

What eclectic & Susie said - what a day, indeed!! Hope you got some sleep after getting up early to reshoot.....

Anonymous said...

Hey, Stace. Helluva day indeed. I am glad to hear your dad is taking a broken hip with his usual dignity and aplomb. I'm sending good energy his way.

Love,
Mrs. B

Squirl said...

I thought I left a message yesterday. Anyway, sending good thoughts for you and your family. Hang in there, hon.

kalki said...

Oy vey. Your poor pop. But you are a fantastic daughter! And just think, there's a really funny "How many Dads does it take to change a lightbulb?" joke in here somewhere...

kalki said...

Ha! Just read through the comments....mrtl and I SO think alike! Scary. :)

alan said...

I am glad you were there for him; you are the best, but then we both knew that!

Having gone through this 5 years ago with my wife, the most important thing is doing all the therapy they prescribe afterwards. If you do, you recover 100%. 100% is important!!!

I can't believe you found time to do anything else with all this going on!

Thinking of you both...

alan

HAR said...

Wow, you weren't kidding. I hope pappa bear is a good boy and gets out of there as quick as possible.

Just what you need right now. You have a deadline to meet! Isn't that always the way.

whfropera said...

i will think good thoughts for your dad. hang in there!