Interesting turn of events.
See, my dad was getting outta the shower tonight, when he got a searing, stabbing pain from the back of his head, all the way to the front. Had me take him immediately to the hospital. They doped him up but good, but it wasn't doing anything for the pain (he was YELLOW with pain, that's how bad it was. He looked Jaundiced). So they CAT scanned'm.
Seems that the old saying "Burst a blood vessel" really DOES apply to my dad. XP Nothing deadly, at least not for a while; if he'd left this 'headache' for a few days, yeah, he might be toast. But we got it when it started, so he's in the hospital right now. Next in line to be operated on.
The Doc said it was LIKE an Aneurysm, only not. Called it a "Subdermal Arachnoidal Hematoma" or something like that. Tomorrow they do the radioactive dye test to see if the leaking blood is veinal, or arterial in nature. If it's veinal, they can take a bit more time, and there's the good possibility it'll just stop on its own; with the drugs they have him on, it could work. If it's a minor artery that's leaking, they'll have to open him up soon, and seal the damage before it can turn into an outright BURST.
So for anyone that was wondering where I was between 10 PM and 3 AM, when I'm usually online.. I was ferrying people to and from hospitals. XP
Pathetic thing is, if this all turns out badly, it'll be one of the worst things that could happen; My dad is in debt a lot, and should he die, that debt would fall on me and my mom. We'd end up selling the house, pretty much everything else, etc, just to live. XP And since I'm between jobs with no leads and no hits, I'm REALLY up the creek.
Sometimes life is so damned incon-vein-ient. Pardon the pun.
I seem to be the only one who's taking this in stride though; there's the possibility my dad might die under the knife, or sooner or something, and I put only a small bit of worry towards it. My mother and sister on the other hand were beside themselves. Same for his parents and his sis. I was the only one of us all that was calm and collected.
Predictably, my mom and sis were angry that I couldn't share their imagined grief, but the fact remains; he's in the care of professionals and specialists, who will do all they can to keep him from dying. I need not worry unless he suddenly needs organic matter from me, like a Kidney, or a hunk of liver, or a lung. THEN I will worry. But for now, he's in good care, so I need not worry.
Just wish they could see it that way.