My dad had a rough night last night. Sadly, this has happened before and will likely happen again. It's probably the reason for the big gash he got on his forehead a couple of weeks ago. Simply diagnosed as brachycardia, which is a slowing of the heartbeat. In my dad's case, it's super slow - like 18 beats per minute.
So it's upsetting because I feel like the universe is beating up my elderly dad. His heart rate drops. He falls. He injures himself. He doesn't want a pacemaker.
I've asked him what these episodes are like. Does he see "the tunnel"? The "great light"? Loved ones that have gone before??
Nope. It's just "no fun".
Despite this, he's quite calm in general. Even the doctor commented to me about how nice he is about the whole thing, even when he's in quite a bit of discomfort. Honestly, five or ten years ago, I wouldn't have expected this from my dad. But he's reached a point where he's just very accepting. And since my mom passed away last year, the weight of leaving her behind is gone too.
Still, Universe... stop punching him in the face!
On the up side, one of my nephews got engaged over the weekend. I learned of it because he popped the question during Snowdown - a winter celebration in Durango, CO - and the proposal happened to be captured by someone shooting an amateur video of the party.
So the video was shared and reshared and reshared some more on facebook all day yesterday, with my nephew and the lucky girl tagged each time. I received multiple feeds. I won't embed it here, but here's [the link] to the video. Remember, I said it was amateur!
I don't actually know why there is a marching band in a bar, but apparently it was all part of Nephew's plan. And what the heck, looks like fun!
Anyway, my nephew is a pretty big burly guy and super likable. I can totally vouch for him as I've known him since his whole body could fit on my lap. I've considered him to be a good catch for a while.
So sorry, ladies. One less ghostbuster in the pool.