2006-11-13 - 6:16 p.m.
Deep Sigh of Relief
Pop-Pop’s carotid arteries turned out to be problem free. It was secondary arteries that were clogged, typically for his age. The vascular doctor said not to worry. My sister was pissed at the original doctor’s diagnosis.
I just said “I’m freaking fucking happy that his fucking diagnosis went so motherfucking well.” She agreed and threw in a couple few more swear words.
Let me tell you, Pop-Pop, is one tough cookie, and I can’t wait to take his picture with the Thanksgiving Turkey, yet again. I should make a retrospective of all the Pop-Pop turkey pictures I have.
I am so freaking happy.
