So My Dad had surgery today. He is ok and is on his way home to rest and recover for the next 6+ weeks.
I valiantly tried to get a picture of him but even disabled he managed to win that fight.
Although when the anesthesiologist wanted to draw people on the bottom of his toes you'd better believe i was searching for my camera. Alas she didn't do it and I have a stinkin big purse I'm pretty sure my camera was about 6 miles away.
Anywho, I did manage to have an awkwardly funny conversation on my way to see him.
Is anyone surprised I think not.
Surgery was at 12:30 so I left early for my lunch so I could see him before he went back. I got to the Hospital and the Welcome desk had an older gentleman who was a volunteer take me back to his holding area.
The fellow mentioned he had just taken someone back to my Dad's room.
I thought that was a tad weird as Mom was allready there and we weren't expecting anyone else.
So I asked him who it was. And he said it was a younger fellow, maybe my brother?
Kev lives in Iowa and it wasn't serious enough to warrant them being there so I knew it wasn't him.
I said nooooo he's in Iowa... Was he really tall? He said he was tall enough. I was confused. I asked him how old he was and he said younger than him. Considering this man was in his 60s, I'm pretty sure this was a normal occurrence.
He said maybe it was my brother in law. I said No i don't have one.
What about a husband he asked.
Nope don't have one of those either.
Suddenly this conversation was depressing me a bit!
So he asks me if I'm single and I say yes I am.
Then he asks me if I have a good job.
Well I work at a college I replied.
THAT'S GREAT!! he exclaimed.
Do you want to be married?? he asks
THAT'S GREAT!!! He exclaims again
You have three of the qualities I look for in a woman!
You've heard of the expression "Stopping in your tracks" well that's literally what I did.
I don't know how I find these people or rather how they find me.
I guess I wasn't having as bad of a hair day as I thought I was.