Saturday, June 28, 2008
Wonder if He Was Born This Way (Update 6)
Over the last few days when the doctor has attempted to describe my dad’s personality and approach to his care, he seemed to get hung up, “this guy is a…” He’s done this several times. “Your father is such a…” He just lacked the words to articulate his thoughts.
We wake up this morning to the report from the ICU nursing staff that dad’s vital signs are strong and indicative of someone whose heart is strong despite his weakened state.
As his family is gathered standing vigil over his ‘death bed’ my dad is refusing to go on anyone else’s terms or timetable. We joked this morning that we should establish a pool or over/under line on when he leaves us. We can call it the ‘Emory Griffith Memorial Fund’.
Dad’s insistence to hang with us combined with his legendary attitude of defiance and angst supplies me with the word to finish the doctor’s thoughts - an endearing term that he would love. “This guy is a bastard!” My dad is one belligerent son of a bitch.
We wake up this morning to the report from the ICU nursing staff that dad’s vital signs are strong and indicative of someone whose heart is strong despite his weakened state.
As his family is gathered standing vigil over his ‘death bed’ my dad is refusing to go on anyone else’s terms or timetable. We joked this morning that we should establish a pool or over/under line on when he leaves us. We can call it the ‘Emory Griffith Memorial Fund’.
Dad’s insistence to hang with us combined with his legendary attitude of defiance and angst supplies me with the word to finish the doctor’s thoughts - an endearing term that he would love. “This guy is a bastard!” My dad is one belligerent son of a bitch.
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