On April 9, 2008 my dad was driving my sister and I to school. On his way back he started having chest pain, sweating a cold sweat and parts of his body started to fall asleep (hands and feet). He thought he'd better go to the hospital to get it checked out. So he drove himself to St. Francis hospital and told the receptionist he thought he was having a heart attack. They started working on him immediately. They shocked him 9 times, he had scars for weeks! as they got him settled down in ICU, they let mom come in to see him. Later in the day, he had another heart attack. I could only imagine the pain my mom felt as she watched the love of her life start coating. a nurse escorted my mom back to the waiting room where a whole bunch of family and friends were waiting. We were so lucky that day, and we give thanks to God that we have another day to spend with our loved ones. Here are some pics of when dad got moved to a regular room...
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