I received the most horrible phone call today from my sister, my father was in an ambulance on the way to the hospital, he had a heart attack. I felt my body sink when I got the call, like when an aircraft climbs to steep. I jumped in my car and drove to the hospital, my father were at the ER when I arrived and we had to sit and wait for almost two hours before we received any messages, that was torture. Finally a nurse came and filled us in, they had sent in a balloon and stent to clear the blockage. Later we were told that his heart’s rythm had become unstable and they had to use defibrillation. It was surreal listening to this, it is still sinking in.
It was extremely good to see his color come back while we were sitting at his bed, now hes in safe hands.
I am immensly grateful that everything turned out this well, now I cross my fingers that he won’t experience this again.. It was a scary day.