Hospital Beds and Jello Heads

My dad was admitted to the hospital last night because doctors discovered two separate pools of blood in his head – not in his brain, but between the brain and the skull. Scary times. Last night, he had a small procedure to place a filter inside the inferior vena cava (the main artery that feeds blood into the heart), then doctors pumped him with plasma to reverse the effects of the blood thinners he was on. And this morning, he had two holes drilled into his skull to drain the fluid from his head. The procedure was completed around 10:15 AM and I had a chance to talk with him briefly afterward. He’s doing okay. He has several days of recovery ahead of him.

I’m still processing this, so I don’t really have much more to say except the facts. I’ll let you know more as things progress… and as I compute.

Also, the Bears played a great game last night against the Vikings…

A Legend Dies

I cried this morning.

After I rolled out of bed this morning, I walked in to the kitchen and noticed that a small section of the top sheet of our refrigerator notepad was torn off. I then walked to my laptop, discovering the missing page piece – a note left by my wife.

Maybe it was the note. Maybe it was the fact that I have Copland playing on the iPod dock. Maybe it’s the fact that the Cubs probably will not ever win another World Series. Or maybe it’s because I’m really more upset with the fact that life is fickle, short, fleeting, passing away – like chaff in the wind.

I’m going to miss Ronnie.

My favorite Santo quote: “Awe, jeez…”

Here’s a link to an awesome photo collection of Santo: Ron Santo’s Life in Baseball.

Baseball card photo by: Tunguska. Used with permission. Read his blog: http://longflyball.blogspot.com