My Dad is 70 years old. It's hard to believe he's that old lol. Though sometimes it's not...I swear the man is senile sometimes lol, I see it more and more with each visit I make home. He loses things that are in his hands. He's swear and be damned that he had a conversation with you that NEVER took place. It's actually very funny sometimes.
On my last visit home I went to his house and was standing on his porch waiting for him to unlock the door when I saw a snake on the porch. I'm terrified of snakes, terrified. So I'm yelling at him through the door to hurry up and unlock the damn thing lol. He opened the door and I said "Daddy, there's a snake on your porch!" to which he replied "It's your Mother!" (so not funny to me damn it!) then he looked at me, hugged me and said "Boy, you sure have put on the weight haven't you?"
Relax y'all, I didn't kill him. Though...the bruises did take a while to go away! Haha...
My Dad has been in congestive heart failure for the last 10 or so years. He's had so many (small to medium) strokes that I've lost count. He's had three or four heart attacks. Last year he had an internal defibrillator installed. I'll never forget the conversation he and I had after he had that surgery.
I asked him how he was feeling and if he though the defibrillator was helping him any. He said, "I feel great, it has shocked me a couple of times since they put it in, it doesn't hurt but man...THE NOISE!! It's so damn loud when it shocks me, I'm worried it's going to wake your sister up!" (she lives with him, bless her!!) So I hear my sister in the background say "Daddy! I've already told you, only YOU can hear that noise! That thing is shocking the shit out of you and making you see stars!!!" It was a hilarious conversation...maybe you had to be there!
His defibrillator has stopped working properly. Did you know there's a recall on some of those damn things? My sister took him to the dr yesterday, they seem to think that maybe one of the wires on his has somehow become unattached. The took some x rays, ran some kind of test. They're supposed to call her today to let her know what they've decided is wrong with the damn thing and what they're going to have to do to fix it.
But they had to turn the defibrillator off until they figure out what is going on with it. So he's "unprotected" until they do. Scary as hell if you think about it. I'm just waiting to hear from my sister today.
Hubby decided that he wanted a Playstation 3 for Father's Day so we ordered him one last week. It came in this morning. I'll be a Playstation/Resident Evil widow for the rest of the week that he's off lol. He loves Resident Evil (the game...not me when I wake up in the morning, though...he does love me then too!) and can spend HOURS playing!! I don't mind though!
Hope you all have a wonderful day today!