I’m currently in Ohio. Not a trip that was on my itinerary for travels.

Last Sunday, my stepmom texted letting me know that my dad was at the ER complaining of stomach pain. That means he’s in immense pain being from the era he’s from where you don’t complain. He’s got a condition they’ve been watching for years, maybe even a decade.
First thoughts, it might be that. But, it took a few days after being admitted to determine what was going on. He’s had 2 rounds of surgery since Thursday morning.
I waited until I had more information before jumping in the car. My other brothers left that day and drove straight through from Texas. Me and the Mrs left Friday morning and stopped halfway in Tennessee for the night.
We arrived at the hospital yesterday evening in time to visit my dad. He was awake in an ICU multi-bay ward waiting on a room. We caught up and watched a little football. We could tell he was exhausted just from talking, so we say there with him. The nurse soon came to let him know transport were on the way to move him to a room. So, we left so they could prep him for that.
Currently, we’re at the hotel. Waiting until after 9-ish so the doctor can hopefully come by and talk about his options. Should know something today, hopefully.
