Hello everyone. I've got an update on my dad. Around ten o' clock yesterday morning my dad was complaining of having short breath and a bile taste in his mouth. His blood pressure and heart rate were both very low. The paramedics were called and once again he had to return to the Northwest hospital. His heart rate and blood pressure were back to normal when they got him on oxygen.

The doctor said that part of the incision on his stomach (and it's a LARGE 'L' shaped incision) was coming undone and that's what's causing the bile to leak both onto his bandages and into his mouth which caused the nasty taste.

He will be in the hospital for the next few days most likely, which he is not thrilled about having been home for 3 days. I personally believe they just let him out a tad bit too soon. He's in high spirits though and is taking it one day at a time.

I'm still living one day at a time as well. This family is driving me more and more insane though. I really wish my dad was in better health; enough that I'd be able to rent a house from him. It'd be way out in Marana, but hey you can see the stars out there and there's plenty of room for shindigs. He's going to be recovering for some time though. I'm taking care of my coworker's girlfriend's cats while he's in New York for a week, something I regret doing now. He's being quite a jerk, even though I'm doing him a huge favor.

It'd be nice to go to sleep for a few months and let things blow over.