A bargain

So, it's been a while.  March 24th my mom and i went to see the hunger games at the movie theatre.  my dad was sitting at home alone eating a sandwich. He has no recollection of the day but he got up mid-lunch, went for a walk toward the main street (the opposite direction he normally walks)  and just dropped dead.  An EMT happened to be driving by, he saw my dad collapse, pulled him out of the street, and did cpr for 6 minutes until an ambulance arrived.  They shocked his heart three times and got it started.  The concern at that point was brain damage so they induced a coma and did a cooling therapy on him for the next 36 hours.  It was a waiting game to find out if he'd wake up fine, wake up with brain damage, or not wake up.  once that 36 hr waiting period was passed, he began to wake up slowly over the course of  the day. he had signs of brain damage the day after that. and he was fine, except totally uninhibited and nothing like his usual self, the day after that.  He had minor heart surgery two days later and is perfectly healthy and back to normal now.  He's also lost lots of weight since being released and cared for by his wonderful daughter!   Ask me the nutritional information on anything.

So.  Now.  Let's talk a little more about that two week period of time post coma when he was physically ok but mentally a weirdo.  The doctors said that all of there patients who have had that cooling therapy are kind of wild for a while after.  They said a lot of those patients run around the hospital totally unashamed and naked and are often trying to kiss the nurses.  My dad was a milder version of that.  But he got strange ideas in his head and couldn't let them go.

My favorite was that God couldn't let him die because I'm still single.  He decided that his nurse was the man for me.  My dad asked him a lot of invasive questions and made eyebrow-raising faces at me.  He asked all the other nurses about him and if they thought he would want to date me.  He told me to go home and change into a shirt so my tattoos showed so that the nurse (who had sleeves) would know that I'm into similar things as him.  He wrote me a three page letter explaining why I should date him.  He included coupons I could use on our (theoretical) date.  He asked another nurse for her phone number in case he needed to get more information about him after being released.  And about a week after being home from the hospital, he wrote a letter to the hospital, telling them to tell this nurse that he had a single daughter he could have for one goat and two chickens.