My dad collapsed this morning while vacuuming. He hit his head on a door and cracked it open. He's on blood thinners for his heart so they still have not gotten the bleeding under control. A trauma surgeon has been called in. That's all I know.
I'm three hours away. I'm freaked out. I'm trying to look busy. My mom wants to wait until we know more before I leave to go up there.
For anyone else, this wouldn't be such a mind-bogglingly terrifying injury, but my dad's been through a hell of a lot. So maybe for him, this shouldn't be so terrifying, because he is one amazingly strong man who has fought through worse.
But I'm still terrified.
Update: He's stable now, and awake. He hit and punctured an artery when he fell. But it should be all stitched up and under control. He lost a lot of blood so I guess they'll need to give him some. And figure out why he collapsed. Or something. I'm very tired.
I've decided to head to Pennsylvania tonight, just after I finish some work stuff up. Jason's coming too, because he's awesome like that. Also coming with me: the goody bag of all my favorite candies and snacks that Sprocketeer bought me. Twix, Goldfish, M&Ms, gum, Snickers, Starburst and Skittles. And of course, InTouch Magazine, because nothing cheers you up better than trashy trashy magazines.
The cover story: BABY ON THE WAY? After the wedding: STARTING A FAMILY! J.Lo has longed for a baby for years. Now the newlyweds begin to make their dreams come true (no end punctuation, because another exclamation point would be tacky.)
PLUS Why was Ben rushed to the hospital on J.Lo's wedding day?
DUN DUN DUUUUNNNN. I cannot wait. I must know why now!