ER Tradition

So, I guess that Monday morning at 6 am, dad decided that he wasn't feeling good and he went to the ER without anyone going with him. I didn't know. I thought he went to work. I get a call from mom at noon. "Have you heard from your dad?" I was like, "Um, he's at work, why would I?" "No he went to the ER the morning."

I am driving my car. And mom tells me that 6 hours ago, dad went to the ER and no one has heard from him? Great... that sends me into crying hysterics. The hospital isn't telling me jack becuase of HYPAA. Twenty minutes later, Mom hears from Dad, saying that the surgeon is on his way. I am freaking out because I still don't know why he is there. I am on my way to work. Great...

Turns out.. his appendix was going to go "pop" and they caught it in time. he went into surgery and spent the night in the hospital.

So almost every year since college, I have been at the hospital for one reason or another.

Thanks Dad.. was hoping to break the tradition. :p