Wednesday, November 16, 2011

Hey New Blog Post!...

    Kind of was putting this off but I suppose I should(want) to blog some what regularly. Although to be honest the past few days have been pretty boring, I worked all day Sunday, NFL Sunday Ticket up at Grandezza and we actually got pretty busy. I was getting my Bartender/Server on and killing it! But seriously the last two days I have just been working on my K/D (Kill/Death Ratio) on Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 3, I am trying to get it up to a 1.00 ratio for the first time since I started playing CoD games. It frustrates me so much when I play shitty and I know I am better than that (#FirstWorldProblems) Other than that I have been internally struggling to get my fat ass to the gym but have yet to succeed on that front, there is hope for tomorrow as I need to get new front tires so I will have to leave early for work hopefully I can fit the gym sometime in there. Well I guess a short blog but a blog nonetheless and its progress towards consistency... Is there anyone even reading? Oh well its really for me anyway. Chronicling my life!! Until next time...

Peace. 

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Roller Coaster of Emotion

Wow... Well... Um... Yea...

I have internet again...
I also have gotten some what of a promotion... (making more money)

My dad had a heart attack and could have died this past Monday... (He is still alive thankfully)

So yea my week has been pretty up and down, but hey I am back here blogging again! Yay and now I am thinking of Vlogging again, now that I have internet again! I also have not worked in a week which feels pretty weird cause I took 4 days off for the MW3 LAN that some friends and I had. It kicked off with a terrible and unexpected start.

I was getting ready to leave, getting my stuff in order and my dad asked when I was leaving and I told him like 45 min and he asked me to check on him before I left, he said that he had gotten "overheated". Well like 10 min later he called me back into the living room and told me to call my mom cause he felt like he was having a heart attack, so I did as told and called her of course she started freaking out then my dad told me that I needed to call 911. So i hung up with my frantic mother and called, as I was being talked through the situation my dad called my mom to reassure her and so then we waited for the ambulance. My dad is so amazing, he not only recognized the symptoms right away but when I was looking for aspirin he knew that he needed "low dose" aspirin that was on his night stand. Anyway when the ambulance got there they loaded him up and told me what hospital they were taking him to, I then relayed the message to my mother and took off for the aforementioned hospital. Now I was fairly calm considering through out the ordeal of calling 911 and waiting for the ambulance but when I was on my to the hospital it hit me... and hard, that there was a good chance I might lose my father today and I just started balling. I just do not know what I would have done if he had not of made it, I mean he is my (cliche) hero, the man that taught me everything I know and how to even be a man, the one I have modeled my life after, I am an extension of him. I cried all the way there and even more once I got there and saw my mom, grandma, and aunt. Then my mom told me that the paramedics told her that he had gotten there just in time, I lost it... He had a blockage in one of his main arteries and he was in the middle of a heart attack when he arrived at the hospital. We had to wait for awhile and were told that he was going into the Cath lab where the would check to see where the blockage was and how much damage had been done from the heart attack. During this my sister and her boyfriend started home from Watchula?. So after a little while the doctor came in and said that it was a minor heart attack and not damage had been done and they were able to insert a couple stints in the artery to free up the blockage so no major surgery. He also told us that after about 30 minutes we would be able to see him in the I.C.U. they originally said two at a time so of course it was my mother and I and as soon as I saw him I broke down again, just to see him alive after knowing there was that chance that I would not have gotten to, it was too much... We hung out for awhile then they let my aunt and grandma back to see him before they left and shortly after Katie and Clayton got there. We all just hung out for awhile just happy we were all still here...

It is getting late...

Night...

Peace. ☮