Broken Heart
My father had a heart attack on Saturday. I was not surprised like everyone else seemed to be. I have expected this moment for almost ten years, ever since his youngest brother died of a heart attack at age 40. I only hoped he would live through it, and he has. A third of his heart was damaged and he was in the Intensive Care unit for three days. He looked pale and swollen and exhausted when I saw him on Saturday after they'd put the stint in his heart. When I left yesterday he looked more like himself. My mother was with him when it happened and she is traumatized.
posted by Camille @ 5:31 PM
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