What's up guys, I've been away for a little bit after an unexpected week back to Ohio. My Dad nearly died because of blood clots in his lungs. It all started about a month ago when he was walking in the yard and was gripped by an intense pain in his leg. He went to the hospital and the doctors couldn't find anything so they assumed he sprained a ligament, so they set him up with a leg brace. About two weeks later he had trouble breathing and pain in his lungs, so he went back to the hospital and they took chest X-rays and diagnosed him with pneumonia, gave hims some antibiotics, and sent him home. A few days after that he was in extreme pain and dire circumstances and was taken to the Emergency room when he got a CAT scan and that's when they found out that all this was caused by blood clots that developed in the veins in his legs, broke off and traveled to his lungs. As amazing as it sounds, he's lucky that's where they went because, if they go the heart you have a heart attack, and if they go to your brain you have a stroke.

Any ways, I found out about this all last Wednesday after coming home from the bars wasted so I was an absolute mess that night, and the next morning coming into work all hungover and thinking my dad might not make it. Luckily my boss let me take an emergency leave and I made the 12-hour 755 mile drive back to Northeast Ohio from Memphis on Friday.

Anyways, he's doing better now and is back home. I'm back in Memphis and back to my usual grind (which I oddly enough missed while gone). I'm just left feeling thankful that he's still alive, and pissed off that he was misdiagnosed twice over the course of a month. Imagine wearing a leg brace when there's nothing wrong with your legs (they even wanted to charge him $300 for orthopedic inserts for his shoes), or taking antibiotics when you're not even sick. I think a malpractice suit is on its way.