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why_me_why_notDaddy update:
First off, thank you for all the messages of support on twitter and whatnot. Thank you guys.
Daddy's got 5 staples in the back of his head, plus several large scrapes and bruises and whatnot. When he was brought in, he was unresponsive and had to be intubated and sedated while they ran tests and stuff. CT scan shows a small brain bleed. They're hoping it's inconsequential and will heal on its own, but they want to do another CT scan in the morning to make sure it hasn't grown. His blood alcohol content level was .494. Point four nine four. Omg, you guys. Normal people would die from a BAC that high. And this was hours after the incident! (The incident is a whole huge mess and I don't know what the real story is, but I might have to kill a bitch this weekend.)
He was acting like he was still drunk, and I think that the nurses were attributing his actions to the alcohol, but I spend a lot of time with my dad when he's drunk, and his disorientation is more like head injury than him being drunk. He kept telling the nurses he was ready to go, and the one nurse said that it would be better for him to go home so he doesn't have to go through dts at the hospital? But that he would need to sign the form saying he was discharging himself against medical advice. I didn't want him to come home tonight (he's in the freaking neurotrauma icu) and after I talked to the dr, he said that he'd make daddy a deal - he could go home if he could say his name, where he was, what happened, and the date. Of course daddy couldn't do that, so he stayed.
Yall know I love my dad. But he's ridiculous, and he's my 55yo child. My sister was upset that I wasn't MORE upset, but really. I deal with him on a regular basis, this is just a little bit more extreme. But he's hopefully as okay as he can be. I told him that I'm going to kick his ass for making my brother and sister cry (the friend who found him called my brother at work and RT thought daddy was dead), and that if he fucks up my beach vacation I'm going to be pissed. He wanted me to call his friends, but I only called his sisters and two of his friends b/c they're the ones who actually are concerned. And it was good that I did, because the story that's getting around is NOT the real story, and people are freaking out thinking he IS dead.
Seriously, I didn't need this drama. I'm gonna sleep with the phone tonight, and call first thing in the morning to check on him. As long as he's cleared, I'm going to go pick him up after Ronnie's middle school orientation in the morning.
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First off, thank you for all the messages of support on twitter and whatnot. Thank you guys.
Daddy's got 5 staples in the back of his head, plus several large scrapes and bruises and whatnot. When he was brought in, he was unresponsive and had to be intubated and sedated while they ran tests and stuff. CT scan shows a small brain bleed. They're hoping it's inconsequential and will heal on its own, but they want to do another CT scan in the morning to make sure it hasn't grown. His blood alcohol content level was .494. Point four nine four. Omg, you guys. Normal people would die from a BAC that high. And this was hours after the incident! (The incident is a whole huge mess and I don't know what the real story is, but I might have to kill a bitch this weekend.)
He was acting like he was still drunk, and I think that the nurses were attributing his actions to the alcohol, but I spend a lot of time with my dad when he's drunk, and his disorientation is more like head injury than him being drunk. He kept telling the nurses he was ready to go, and the one nurse said that it would be better for him to go home so he doesn't have to go through dts at the hospital? But that he would need to sign the form saying he was discharging himself against medical advice. I didn't want him to come home tonight (he's in the freaking neurotrauma icu) and after I talked to the dr, he said that he'd make daddy a deal - he could go home if he could say his name, where he was, what happened, and the date. Of course daddy couldn't do that, so he stayed.
Yall know I love my dad. But he's ridiculous, and he's my 55yo child. My sister was upset that I wasn't MORE upset, but really. I deal with him on a regular basis, this is just a little bit more extreme. But he's hopefully as okay as he can be. I told him that I'm going to kick his ass for making my brother and sister cry (the friend who found him called my brother at work and RT thought daddy was dead), and that if he fucks up my beach vacation I'm going to be pissed. He wanted me to call his friends, but I only called his sisters and two of his friends b/c they're the ones who actually are concerned. And it was good that I did, because the story that's getting around is NOT the real story, and people are freaking out thinking he IS dead.
Seriously, I didn't need this drama. I'm gonna sleep with the phone tonight, and call first thing in the morning to check on him. As long as he's cleared, I'm going to go pick him up after Ronnie's middle school orientation in the morning.
<3
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Date: 2012-08-30 03:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-30 03:41 am (UTC)ugh what. sorry to hear ALL of this madness is descending on you. you're great, and do not even feel bad for not feeling SUPER UPSET (not that i think you do, just want to preemtpively say so <3)
you're great. hope all goes well tomorrow ♥
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Date: 2012-08-30 04:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-30 01:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-08-30 10:02 pm (UTC)I'm glad he's okay-ish now, at least.
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Date: 2012-08-30 10:11 pm (UTC)This is a drama queen moment because..HOLY FUCKING SHIT.
I hope all went well today. *Sigh* I'm sorry, tabbycat!
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Date: 2012-08-30 10:23 pm (UTC)*hugs*
*hugs again*
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Date: 2012-08-31 02:14 am (UTC)