Its been 8 days since my dad was life flighted to the hospital due to one of the small vessels in his brain broke and game him the worst head ache of his life. Luckily my mom was home and she was able to call 911 and save his life. I am very grateful for the doctors and nurses taking good care of him and helping him get better and at the same time its hard to watch them treat him like an animal. He can't move, eat, he is even currently on a breathing machine and on profolol the drug that killed Michael Jackson due to it being administered improperly. So he is currently out, not awake. Its hard to not be able to help him in anyway.
I due realize more than ever how important it is to take good care of yourself so you don't end up in the hospital. I haven't had health insurance since i was age 21 and luckily enough haven't needed it either. I even told the nurse i eat up to 30 bananas a day sometimes and she thinks i am crazy of course but whatever, i am used to the reactions by now. I have been slightly less strict since him being in there i have eating some things i wouldn't normally because i haven't had the time to grocery shop, I have been prioritizing my work and my dad who is also my boss at work so work has been extra hard.
They have him on a small can of "food" and its 2,000 calories that they fit into this small little can and that's what they have been feeding him. He is a smoker and doesn't exercise much and doesn't eat healthy but when he gets out i will be pushing him to start being healthier.
I am happy to be able to be there for him, it seems i am the only person he wants to see sometimes. I really hope he makes it through okay. I have been praying for him to get better. I have been telling him i love him and that we need him.