Day 20???

Relief.

So after that last post, I get a phone call from my mother. Pop is in the hospital. There's a breathing tube shoved down his throat to keep him alive, he's sedated and both his hands are tied down. Commence chaos.

Before I even go any further, I want to say that he's fine now. He is a dialysis patient, and his kidneys don't work. He had about 20 pounds of fluid build up in his body that was preventing him from breathing. The dialyzed him, and he's back to normal now....well, as normal as one can be with non-functioning kidneys.

Needless to say, Jenny Craig went straight to hell for the last 6 days. I was living in between the hospital and my mother's house, and not for one second was I concerned about finding a microwave to heat up my diet food. I can pretend that I was the slightest bit concerned about J.C, but I really wasn't. I am concerned about getting back on that horse, now that Pop is back home. I have to call and make an appointment again with my consultant, who..incidentely.,..has been blowing up my phone. I'm not too sure if that's a good or a bad thing. Yes, it's nice they care....No, I don't really wanna hear "Hey, this is Steph from Jenny Craig" when my father is dying in the hospital.

Tomorrow is a new day, and back on the saddle we go.