Monday, February 15, 2010

Nothing Like...

Nothing like a heart muscle spaz to throw up the red flags and have you thrown in the hospital for four days and $40,000 later get to go home in the worst weather possible.

It might be a six hour drive that should only take one and a half on a normal day but it'll be good to get back up the mountain and to the house.

I can't wait to see all of the snow that's piling up!

Pictures for the win!!

P.S. Pa is doing great, nothing serious!

Winston-Salem, I Still Hate You. But Since I'm In North Carolina...

Here I sit, looking out of three huge bay windows at several buildings of Forsyth Hospital and at the sun that's rising.

It's 7am.

Today my grandfather goes in for fairly simple heart surgery, only 1 out of 100 people die. Please don't be the one.

Somehow he managed to weasel his way to second on the list of getting surgery this morning. So I guess they'll take him about nine. He's been here since Friday and of course without his cigarettes he's going crazy and driving everyone else the same.

If anything, at least he has a damn good view for a hospital room.

The sky is red now.

Sailors be warned.