It's a God Thing.

If you ever wondered if God exists...the answer is YES!!
My father was supposed to be visiting us in Georgia this week to attend the girls' dance recital, but he had to cancel the trip for health reasons. He called the other evening to let me know that he needed to change his plans. He needed to have one of his carotid arteries cleaned. (he had one side done 4 years ago) He sounded disappointed, but of course we understood. Dad was scheduled to have a CT yesterday to determine how they would handle the issue with his carotid...cut out the blockage, or put in a stint. I touched base with my sister Colleen via text message to see if they had decided anything yet, and at that time they were still waiting for the results. This was about 5 pm. Approximately one hour later Colleen called to say that Dad was on his way to the hospital in an ambulance and Karen (my other sister) was right behind them.


My father has a VERY long history of cardiovascular disease...he had his first major heart attack when he was a whopping 38 years old so he knows when things are not right. He was experiencing chest pain and called 911, then Karen to let her know. The ambulance was there by the time Karen arrived...which is pretty fast considering she only lives 1 street over.


He spent last night in the hospital and his labs were too goofy this morning to let him go home...instead they brought him to the cath lab....and that is where he is at this moment. Karen actually works at the cath lab so I can call at anytime to get an update and not worry about HIPPA...thank you very much.


Why is this a God thing? He was supposed to drive to my house yesterday which is a 9 hour drive. Had he actually been on the road he may have ignored his pain and kept on driving. Instead, because he needed to have his carotid taken care of, sooner rather than later, he was home close to his doctors that know him.