My dad has just had a triple heart by pass. This was never a sentence that I thought I would ever type. My dad is thin, he wears the same size trousers as when he got married 40 years ago. He is a non smoker, does not drink, eats well, walked everyday until recently when the dog died, but is active.
He phoned to tell me about having some chest pain when lifting a box at a conference. He went to his friend and the Dr he was in private practice with before he moved to the university, they picked up some abnormality on the stress ECG. He had an angiogram and we were expecting him just to need a stent but it was a huge shock that he had 3 major blockages and needed open heart surgery.
The only good things was that he had the op on Wednesday and I flew up to Jhb on Thursday with Carle to help at her yarn stall so I was able to see him. He is fine and home now and recovering. He was lucky in that he never had a heart ache and so there was no damage.
But when anyone you love has major surgery like that one has a small part of you that imagines the worst. There was a fleeting moment of panic in which I thought that there is no part of my reality that includes my dad not being here.
My parents are such a major part of my life. It is hard to imagine a time without them and certainly not now. 63 is just too young, I need my dad for a lot longer. While I know he can’t live forever like the Highlander, I am not actually ready to face the reality of life without him
I phone my parents for advice on everything, my dad is so wise, he knows about everything. We talk about his work as a Doctor and his training and interest in how people learn. He is always finding ways to touch people’s lives and so many who have met him comment about what an amazing person he his. He is a quiet gentle man with a huge presents. I am planning to make the most of every moment with him.
What is your dad like?