It's always fun to look for a new job while being "F-un-Employed"

My father came home last Tuesday out of the blue. I was at work and the attending nurse called me and said "Guess what? Your father is coming home, aren't you excited?" I was not too thrilled because she basically implied that she expected me to come get him right away--even though I was at work. So I feel the pure pressure in my office from some of my co-workers and ask my boss to leave early. I arrive at the Loma Linda V.A. Hospital and they are like, Woops, sorry, we said we would have him discharged right away, but we will do our best to make sure we get him out ASAP. So instead of telling me over the phone that it would take roughly 5 hours to discharge him, they call me in a tone of immediacy. Makes you wonder if they even care. So I ended up leaving work at 2pm, and didn't get out of the hospital until 7:30pm`ish.

So now that my father is at home, he's basically had to learn how to feed himself through this tube which is hooked upto his stomach which you can see the tube right beneath where his rib cage meets. His voice is not slurred, he does not fall down when walking--aided by a cane. He is basically totally normal except for the fact that his oesophagus is paralysed. Makes you wonder if there were such a thing as a god, if such a person existed what a sick joke he played on my dad. Being able to feed yourself, being able to feel and taste the food in which you eat is one of the few pleasures people on this earth experience on a daily basis. To take this pleasure away is paramount to spiting a persons existence. Nonetheless my father seems to be dealing with it in a somewhat appropriate way. He is still trying to eat candies and stuff which he can suck on, but realises that it will cause him to cough profusely and be generally miserable. I don't know how he does it. He's had 1 heart attack, 3 bouts with cancer, and now a stroke, what next? Oh, I know, he will get struck by lightening. Then maybe we can say he was truly just unlucky.

Looks like my dad suffered a small stroke. Basically he has paralysis of his esophagus and this is preventing him from being able to eat anything at all including drink anything at all. Makes one wonder, the quality of his life from now on will definitely only go down, this will definitely effect his immunity to many different illnesses such as the common flue which could possibly kill him if he ever gets sick again. He will have to be hospitalized because the mucus will no longer just go down into his stomach. More updates later.

Once again, I've been spited by the ole mighty of wicked black fairy dust--sarcasm. I've recently come down with a horribly nasty unpleasant sinus infection, the second this year thus far which also happened last March. Money is tight and I'm fortunate to have had some spare kflex antibiotics. Only have halve the dosage-time but I've used it for just this event on numerous occasions. Roughly every year or every 6 months basically twice a year I get these dreadful infections. They suck. Essentially at least with the flue, you get it, and you know within 2 weeks if you are healthy it will go away, Sinusitis on the other hand is one of those things which lingers on and on and on until you get either a combination of steroids plus antibiotics or just antibiotics. My head hurts, my cheeks hurt, my bones ache and I have a temperature north of 100F less than 102F. The worst part about all of this is I have my Course work to work on, and something in my world always comes up to try to stab me in the back when I'm just moving up the latter so to speak.

So, now that I'm over this kidney stone, after having taken some order of magnitude i think 10+ or so pills of vicodin in a 50 hour period i seem to have developed some kind of acetaminophen tolerance. Herein lies the problem, I normally take Tylenol Arthritis for my ankle during the day to help alleviate pain in my ankle and use Ibuprofen to work down the swelling as an anti-inflammatory. Now Tylenol is no longer working, and i fear it's because the dosage of the vicodin from the acetaminophen. I normally take only 1 to 2 doses per day, totaling like 700mg of acetaminophen, and roughly the same of ibuprofen. So.. Who knows, maybe I'm just in a bit more pain than normal. Drug abuse is one of those things i don't take lightly which is something i avoid as much as humanly possible. I'd rather push through it then numb it.