Daddy’s Medical
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Yesterday I found out some extremely devastating news. After learning my dad was in the hospital I drove straight to St. Mary’s not knowing what to expect after only being told, “Your father is in the Neurocritical Care unit, I cannot disclose anything further.” Upon arrival I was told they just took him for testing and I must wait to speak to his nurses once they return. This was the longest 30 minutes of my life, so much unknown and so many unanswered questions. Once I was finally let into his room I saw my dad, my rock, the strongest man I know emotionless in a hospital bed with tubes going everywhere. The nurse asked me if I knew what had happened and all I could do was stare at daddy and half way mumble “no.” She began to explain that my dad had a brain aneurysm that ruptured 2 weeks ago. After rupturing my dad has been home with sever headaches accompanied with falling out while standing, but No one knew the pain he was in. Finally a friend took him to the hospital where they found the busted aneurysm and performed emergency surgery.
Following this explanation she continued giving me several medical statistics but all I could do was fright back tears as my father laid in front of me. I finally started listening to her again once she mentioned the after affects of what all has occurred. Daddy will be in the hospital for at least 21 days for observation, followed by rehab as he potentially learns to walk again. At this time my dad has no feeling in his left leg, but we are hoping this improves over time. She followed this devastating news with a few questions such as “Is your dad normally very emotionless? No smiles? No talking? In other words just blank?” This is when I lost it and wanted to scream “No!” My father is the most talkative, lively, and happiest person in the room. Why is he here in this state and I didn’t know? How did this happen? Why has he gone through all of this alone? These are still questions I am looking for answers for, but in the end I am extremely grateful that I can ask these questions, because at this time my Daddy is ALIVE!! He beat all the odds, all of the statistics that said he shouldn’t be here... he proved them wrong and is alive. After sitting with him for several hours yesterday he started to open up and I saw my daddy again. Yes he is still in the hospital bed, but he is smiling and cussing like a sailor. (If you know my dad, you know he cusses within every sentence.).
My Daddy has a very long road of healing ahead of him but at this time we ask for your prayers. Prayers that daddy can be patient through this process. Prayers that his life is as normal as possible again. Prayers for our family as we help him through this life altering event. And prayers to the lord that my daddy is still here.
*My dad started a new job a little less than 3 months ago and his insurance has not started yet. I have started a go fund me page if anyone feels it in their heart to donate. Anything would be greatly appreciated.
Yesterday I found out some extremely devastating news. After learning my dad was in the hospital I drove straight to St. Mary’s not knowing what to expect after only being told, “Your father is in the Neurocritical Care unit, I cannot disclose anything further.” Upon arrival I was told they just took him for testing and I must wait to speak to his nurses once they return. This was the longest 30 minutes of my life, so much unknown and so many unanswered questions. Once I was finally let into his room I saw my dad, my rock, the strongest man I know emotionless in a hospital bed with tubes going everywhere. The nurse asked me if I knew what had happened and all I could do was stare at daddy and half way mumble “no.” She began to explain that my dad had a brain aneurysm that ruptured 2 weeks ago. After rupturing my dad has been home with sever headaches accompanied with falling out while standing, but No one knew the pain he was in. Finally a friend took him to the hospital where they found the busted aneurysm and performed emergency surgery.
Following this explanation she continued giving me several medical statistics but all I could do was fright back tears as my father laid in front of me. I finally started listening to her again once she mentioned the after affects of what all has occurred. Daddy will be in the hospital for at least 21 days for observation, followed by rehab as he potentially learns to walk again. At this time my dad has no feeling in his left leg, but we are hoping this improves over time. She followed this devastating news with a few questions such as “Is your dad normally very emotionless? No smiles? No talking? In other words just blank?” This is when I lost it and wanted to scream “No!” My father is the most talkative, lively, and happiest person in the room. Why is he here in this state and I didn’t know? How did this happen? Why has he gone through all of this alone? These are still questions I am looking for answers for, but in the end I am extremely grateful that I can ask these questions, because at this time my Daddy is ALIVE!! He beat all the odds, all of the statistics that said he shouldn’t be here... he proved them wrong and is alive. After sitting with him for several hours yesterday he started to open up and I saw my daddy again. Yes he is still in the hospital bed, but he is smiling and cussing like a sailor. (If you know my dad, you know he cusses within every sentence.).
My Daddy has a very long road of healing ahead of him but at this time we ask for your prayers. Prayers that daddy can be patient through this process. Prayers that his life is as normal as possible again. Prayers for our family as we help him through this life altering event. And prayers to the lord that my daddy is still here.
*My dad started a new job a little less than 3 months ago and his insurance has not started yet. I have started a go fund me page if anyone feels it in their heart to donate. Anything would be greatly appreciated.
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Kayla Jean Baker
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Danielsville, GA
