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Reason #1 why I hate it when Dad travels [Aug. 10th, 2005|07:14 pm]
[Current Mood |worriedworried]

Got home from work today at 5pm and the telephone rang. It was someone who is attending the conference in Vegas with Dad this week.
Seems Dad got light-headed at lunch and almost passed out. Jeff said they decided to take him to the hospital because he still seemed to be disoriented. I talked to Dad a bit and he could talk, just sounded exhausted. I asked him if he wanted me to call a friend and see if I can get a non-rev ticket for american, since she works for them. Dad said that it wasnt necessary and that he'll give me a call as soon as he gets out.
Just talked to Jeff again a few minutes ago, they are still waiting for a doctor to check him out. A nurse did show up and got him into a bed so he could lay down.

So now I get to sit here and wonder what is going on while Dad is laying in a hospital bed. I am glad that Jeff is there with him. And also, that Jeff is keeping me updated with what is going on.

Update on Dad 21:56
Jeff just called. Said that the doctor finally showed up. All of the tests that they ran came back negative. But he is still a little lightheaded. Doctor wants to keep him over night for observation. I guess I can get some sleep tonight.