I just flew back from Texas.
September 25th, 2006 by Jim Clark
And no, my arms are not tired. I hate that joke.
It’s been a week since my granddad’s heart attack and he’s doing better every day. He finally had his breathing tube removed, and after another day of rest he was able to talk. And he talked quite a lot. We sat and had a long talk about his time in the oil business, his college years, hunting, and family. He was very upbeat and talkative, which was nice.
I played my ukulele for him again and he really enjoyed it. I was a minor celebrity in the ICU by the time I left.
Since I got home they’ve moved him into a regular room and is feeling even better except for the bed sores, which they are actively treating. The doctors suggested that he stay in the hospital until at least Thursday and then move to the cardiac rehab center right there on the hospital campus and stay there for two weeks to regain his strength to the point he can manage at home. He wants to do that, which is a relief to the family.
Odessa is hot, dry and flat. That’s about the nicest thing I can say about the place. I guess I’m lucky to live where I do because I’m not a fan of the flyover states.
These six-foot-tall painted jackrabbits were all over Odessa. They were on almost every block. Can someone explain this to me? I thought I was hallucinating.