Heart attack

As I was riding my recumbent bike and watching Manchester United beat Arsenal, the phone rang and it turns out my dad had a heart attack. Not only that, but he probably had it on Saturday and the tough bastard didn't go to the doctor until today. His blood pressure was very high so they made him go to the hospital. He's in the ICU now on a nitro IV drip, which my mom says is bringing the bp back to normal. They still don't know exactly what happened, but tomorrow will be a fun-filled day of tests for him. He'll probably try to escape at some point, but hopefully the doctors and nurses can talk some sense into him. We hung out with him for awhile tonight and now it's 8:55 and I'm fucking exhausted, so it's off to bed for me.