De javu from 15 years ago – Part II

So let me very briefly explain to you what I mean by this title. It was exactly 15 years ago that my dad got a heart attack, but things have changed a lot since then. For one thing, I am not 9 year old any more.. and secondly, neither are both my parents as young as they used to be.

I remember when the last time my dad got an attack, I felt like I had become an orphan. Since my mom used to spend the major part of the day in the hospital, and we were yet not old enough to be admitted in to the ICU, that left me and my sis to go to a relatives house and spend the day there. I used to hate it. I used to convince my mother that we were old enough to be left alone at home and that I can take care of myself and my sister, and just to prove this point, I started to spend as much of the daytime at my place. Continue reading

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Hachiko gave my dad an Heart attack

The initial title of this post was “Hachiko: my latest Inspiration”. This was post-dads-heart attack. But now however, this title is completely appropriate for this film. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t mean this sarcastically. This is literary true!

Hachiko

We rarely watch movies together, so this was a rare act that was performed especially in the honor of this movie. I think it was the love of animals that my dad had that made us all sit together. We all cried like babies, tears streaming down our faces like there was no end tomorrow. My dad however didn’t display this act of attachment to this movie, but he was moved. We discussed the movie for hours after it was over.. I don’t know how is the film doing n the box office or anything, but for us the film was an instant hit.

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De javu from 15 years ago – Part I

I guess no body can ever be prepared for their own parents getting sick and this is why a hospital experience always gets tiring. My father got a massive heart attack on the friday morning. And since then i have spent majority part of my day at the hospital. His artery was completly blocked. The doctor has defined this operation as a miracle. He had angioplasty and the doc are saying that he might need operation in all his other arteries too. The hospitals are a weird place. And i have come to realized that one has to be worried about so Much more than just the patient. Actually even the patient, my dad, was completly taken care of by the hospital staff. That left us to worry about the hospital bill. I have no idea how we are going to cross this bridge. Coming up with this big an amount at once is not easy. But still we are hopeful. My dad will be coming home tomorrow.