Here is the article that Novant Health wrote about the aortic dissection by father experienced.
It was for me an interesting experience as well.
My mom called me on the phone while she was driving my father to the hospital. I was relaying information to my wife who is a Paramedic for Tucson Fire and remember her face go white when I said the words “Aortic Dissection”.
And then her comment “You need to go!”
I was on a plane that evening and was in North Carolina the next morning at 6am.
This is what I found when I arrived on February 27th:
I know right? What hospital in their right mind runs Windows? Really? If you don’t keep your humor…
Through the whole week I had an innate sense of calm – I knew Dad would be ok. I never doubted it, never questioned it, just a solid feeling of faith. A very cool thing indeed.
Here he is on March 5th:
That would be me on the left, freezing, Dad of course in bed, Brent my bro and Amy my sister.
And my last view when heading home, on his feet in his new home!!!