My heart is in Texas.

My heart's in Texas. Last Wednesday my dad suffered a heart attack and thankfully although he was alone at the time, was able to drive himself to the emergency room.  Doctors determined that he had major blockage in at least one artery which warranted putting a stent in.  They also found a tear on one of his main arteries.  This, was not so good.  On Friday it was determined that he would indeed need triple bypass open heart surgery. As you can imagine, I have been a mess ever since finding out. I love my father and feel that as his oldest child, my place is to be with him right now during his time of need.   My father is the kind of man who, over the course of his 57 years of life, has not taken the best care of himself.  Beer, cigarettes, greasy (albeit, yummy!) Tex-Mex, fast food, and a labor-intensive line of work, have all contributed to his declining health.  But, he's the kind of man that I am used seeing always on the go and always busy with something.  He is one of the most intelligent people I know and has wicked street smarts. His favorite motto is "Think". So, it is hard for me to know he is in this condition and that he probably feels helpless about it all.  But it is time for me, along with my three other siblings, to step in and take care of him and make sure he gets through this all. As such, I will be taking a short blog hiatus until I can get through this with my dad.  I would so appreciate your positive thoughts and prayers at this time. Thanks so much!

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[texmex]

Take good care of him and provide him with fruit and vegetable juices and smoothies, it is the best medecine, both physically and spiritually. Hope the best for you.