The weekend that wasn't

My grand plan to get back to work on the short story collection fell by the wayside when my father was rushed to the hospital Friday evening with pain in his abdomen and chest. In a matter of hours, they had removed his gallbladder. Then, on Saturday, they had to do a second procedure to remove a gallstone lodged in his bile duct. On Sunday, he was discharged from the hospital, came home, felt dizzy and collapsed. I think they pushed him out the door too quickly, but that's how they do it at hospitals these days. Dad was happy to get home because he hadn't slept in two nights because of pain and the patient he was sharing the room with moaned and defecated himself all night long. Lovely.

I missed the benefit for fellow poet Bryan Pattillo last night at Java Monkey. Bryan, who has been on the Java Monkey Slam Team for seven years and performed around the world, was hit by a car while riding his bike last month and is unable to work and does not have health insurance. Nearly $2,000 was raised last night, so I'm glad it went well and so many turned out to support Bryan.

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