Six months later

by Creative Junkie on April 22, 2011

Six months ago, I sat by my father’s bedside in the ICU for days as he lay unresponsive from a stroke. There was talk about the potential for a chronic vegetative state, permanent brain damage, a DNR and a funeral.

I could not believe what was happening.

April 2011

Six days ago, I sat by my father’s side at the kitchen table as he (1) advised me on an issue I was having with an advertiser by telling me to tell them to “go pound salt” (2) mapped out the quickest, most efficient route from their house to Myrtle Beach for our day trip; and (3) whipped my ass in Scrabble, using such words as “piss” and “pee” and “dink.”

I could not believe what was happening.

In a totally different and very, very good way.

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