Oh man...

My Pappy is not good. Went to the hospital after work. It's real bad...He isn't responding and he's been out of surgery for over 48 hours now with no pain medication. The Doc won't give him anything unless he wakes up and asks for it because narcotics will make him sleep more. But he did wince like he was in pain today when the physical therapist moved his legs around and bent his knees. But he isn't opening his eyes and he isn't doing anything else...He is breathing on his own and his heart rate and blood pressure seem to be normal. They can't explain it, though, and that is making everyone crazy. I was supposed to go away on a business trip next Tuesday through Wednesday, but I'm not going. My boss will love that. Not that I really care right now...I'm not fortunate enough to have an significant other to take care of my child while I am gone and my mother doesn't need anymore to worry about. And besides that, if something were to happen while I'm gone, the company won't pay to fly me home unless I wait and come home with everyone else and if something tragic happens, I'm gonna want to come home NOW. So, I'm just not gonna go. So, maybe by this time tomorrow, I'll be unemployed. What fun.