...I'm not really asking for prayers or anything but here's the story.
Sunday at about midnight, my stepmom called me telling me that she was at the hospital and my dads appendix burst. My dad is the kind of guy that won't complain about anything health wise until it's unbearable. The docs say that his appendix probably burst on Saturday (which is when my pops started feeling pain) and the bial or whatever that was released poisoned the hell out of his body. After a couple of days after surgery, his intestines aren't working and they had to pump a bunch of shit out of them through his nose. The docs say that this is normal, and that his intestines are just in shock from surgery but fuck...I'm worried about him. I live about 250 miles away and am getting ready to head up there tomorrow. My dad is the strongest, and best man that I've ever known. I talked to him this morning and he just sounded like a different person. Not one to complain, but all he did was talk about how much it hurt to do anything, including lay down.
Sunday at about midnight, my stepmom called me telling me that she was at the hospital and my dads appendix burst. My dad is the kind of guy that won't complain about anything health wise until it's unbearable. The docs say that his appendix probably burst on Saturday (which is when my pops started feeling pain) and the bial or whatever that was released poisoned the hell out of his body. After a couple of days after surgery, his intestines aren't working and they had to pump a bunch of shit out of them through his nose. The docs say that this is normal, and that his intestines are just in shock from surgery but fuck...I'm worried about him. I live about 250 miles away and am getting ready to head up there tomorrow. My dad is the strongest, and best man that I've ever known. I talked to him this morning and he just sounded like a different person. Not one to complain, but all he did was talk about how much it hurt to do anything, including lay down.
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