Please Send Healthy Thoughts

My dad had a mild heart attack last week; we went up for the weekend and found him in excellent spirits if a bit bored by the enforced inactivity. The prognosis seemed good: a cath procedure yesterday, followed by an angioplasty today if warranted. This plan was indeed carried out, and everything appeared to be going well, but it seems that the angioplasty knocked loose a small piece of plaque that has found its way to the speech center of my dad's brain — the worst possible place as he is a writer and talker and wordsmith par excellence.


Things could get better. Or not. I'm going up first thing in the morning. Please send healthy thoughts.

Update: I just got home. He was much better when I got there, and continued to improve through the day. He's not quite out of the woods, but we (family and doctors) are cautiously optimistic. Thank you so much, everyone, for all your kind words, prayers and good thoughts.

Update II: My dad was discharged today. I talked to him this morning and he sounded totally himself. He'll get outpatient speech therapy to address some retrieval trouble (getting the words lined up right and flowing from brain to mouth). More later, must pick Miss B up from camp.