You are proably thinking this artilce is about a girlfriend/boyfriend, but it is not, it is about my dad.
Today at 7:30 sharp my dad went into heart surgery. He had a triple bypass done on his heart. After about 5 hours, we are able to see him. He is asleep as they put it. So we go in ICU, and see this guy laying on a bed in a room, with tubes and wireres coming everywhich directions. I thought that isn't my dad, it couldn't be but it was lying there. That wasn't the worst of it though, I could handle that, but when finally he regains some sence of where he was and was able to communitcate I went in. The medication that they had but him on for the surgery made it where he dosed off and on.
So I went in and he was trying to ask me something but I can't understand him b.c he has a tube down he throut to keep him breathing when he doses off.
He was tryin to ask where my sisters were, I couldn't understand him and I didn't want him to see me cry. I told him that he can't talk b.c he had a tube in his throut and that my sisters where fine. When he dosed off I had to leave seeing like that I couldn't take it, him trying to tell us stuff but not able to understand was unbearable. Seeing all these tubes and wires I couldn't take either, but what really got me was his color, he had a yellow tent to him. I tried so hard to be tuff but as soon as he dosed off I left. I couldn't take it a balled all the way down the hall. I felt so stupid crying but it was overwalming and that is all I could do.
Before I left they had taken the tubes out, so he was able to talk. He still dosed off but wakes up when his body tells him he has to breath.
I just hope nothing happens tonight to him. God please keep him safe and make sure nothing happens to my Daddy. PLEASE
Stacey: Daddy's Little Girl!
