Monday Dad went in for a routine doctor's visit and ended up in the hospital for tests. My cold started shifting into high gear, making me a baritone.
Tuesday my dentist told me I had a cracked wisdom tooth; appointment made w/ oral surgeon. Dad's preliminary tests showed advanced carotid stenosis.
Wednesday Dad got his carotid "roto-rootered". My cold was trying to asphyxiate me.
Thursday my cold had me sounding like I was about to cough up a lung. Had a work emergency that kept me there until 9 pm, completely missing rehearsal. I don't feel solid in my role yet, so I really couldn't afford to miss a single rehearsal. :(
Friday Dad was having some problems, which eventually cleared up once they adjusted his various meds.
Saturday I got my wisdom teeth pulled, this time under general anesthesia. The post-op instructions were somewhat better than the first time I did this, but still laft me with questions. Finally got to talk to Dad, who sounded in good spirits, knowing they were going to kick him out the next day.
Sunday: Dad fell during the night, so they made him stay an extra day. He did not exactly love this news. I'm pureeing everything, doing my saline rinses faithfully (I do NOT want dry socket again!), and wondering how soon I'll be able to go back to solid foods.
So: Dad's health, my health and work - nothing but stressors this week. Bleah.
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