Wow has life been hectic lately! We went to Oklahoma City, OK for thanksgiving last week. Had a great time seeing my family, who I miss more than I thought. After a full day of eating and spending time together, my dad, whom I adore, had a heart attack! It was truly by the grace of God that he didn't have a major heart attack. He wasn't feeling well and broke into a sweat. There were 30 people in the house, so we just assumed he was hot. We all were. He said he wasn't feeling normal and wanted to go to the hotel to sleep. So, off they went. Well, his wife called us about 30 minutes later and said he felt no better, and we all agreed that an ER visit was necessary. So, off we go. By we, I mean me and his wife. We got to the ER and they took him straight back and hooked him up to the EKG. They then esnt him back to the waiting room. Since they took him back to the waiting room, I felt safe to go to the bathroom. WRONG! A team of people came running out and off he went. I came out of the bathroom looking for them, and they were GONE! Tammie (his wife) came looking for me and told me they hooked him up to machines and were starting medicine and IV's. Then, the head nurse (who was terrible by the way) told us that he was having a heart attack. I went numb. I'm shocked I was still standing. After all that, he had 2 stints put in on his right side. He had 100% blockage. In his left side, he was 80% blocked in one artery, and 40% in the other. He's going to have to have a bypass or more stints. We aren't sure which right now.
What upsets me the most about this (now that I know my dad is ok) is how my friends handled the situation. Zach and I had to switch phones for the night because when I went to the ER with my dad, my phone was on its last bar. So, I had his phone. I called everyone I had numbers for (at midnight mind you) and only ONE of those people called me back. Rich is the only friend that prayed for my dad and called to check on me. Even now, a week later, NO ONE that I called and left a message for has called. This really has put things in perspective for me. Friends I thought we had, we don't. Friends I have invited into my home, fed on a regular basis, and felowshiped with, can't even call me back to tell me they got my message and are praying for our family. I was so angry at first, but now i'm just sad. My heart is filled with a sadness because what I thought was true, was not.
On a brighter note, the kids are great! Emma is getting so big. She has started to get a personality and is becoming a very fun baby. Her whining is starting to dimish...now if only that would be the case for her sister!
Isaac is fully potty trained! PRAISE THE LORD!! Yes, hes 4. We had a battle of the wills and we won.
I look forward to Zach starting his new job this week. His first day is wednesday! A new routine will begin for us. I pray the kids will adjust well, and pray even harder than I adjust well:)
