Well, I just got a call from my mom and my grandfather is out of surgery and sleeping off his medication at the moment down in Sarasota Florida. He went in this morning for a double bypass surgery – or whatever it is called – and ended up having a triple bypass, not to mention his surgery that was scheduled for this morning was pushed back to this afternoon. So good news, right? I guess. When the doctor came out, he said that the surgery went “okay.” Not great, not bad. OK.
What the hell does that mean? Anyway, the good news is that he is out of surgery. I really hope that his recovery is quick and without complications or, God forbid, infections. But my grandpa is young and stubborn so I’m sure he’ll be better than ok. Geesh.