And ended like this in the waiting room of the critical care unit at the hospital:
My dad has been in the hospital since Halloween when he had an abdominal aortic aneurysm rupture, or AAA. Scary stuff … he’s very lucky that he called Momma and listened to her when she told him to call 911. The blood was leaking into his abdominal cavity and was life-threatening. He went through four hours of surgery to put a stent in his aorta and was in the critical care unit for six days.
He’s been up and walking, and Friday they took him off the oxygen and took out the NG tube. He had a couple of popsicles and has been feeling better. Today, the doctors were trying to get his fever down, so that’s a bit of a setback. We’re still hopeful he’ll be coming home soon. And we appreciate all the prayers and good thoughts you can spare.