Hospital

I was actually planning not to write anything about this, but since some of my friends already know, it doesn't really hurt to blog it as well: my father is back in the hospital since last Thursday. As some of you may recall, in the past five years he has suffered two heart attacks, and this time again it has something to do with his heart.

He was experiencing breathing problems for about two weeks and basically stopped eating like a normal adult, so my mother was quite worried. Last thursday, my brother and my brother-in-law kind of kidnapped him to the hospital, since that would be the only way to actually get him to a doctor.

He was instantly ordered to stay in the hospital, where he has been for four days now. I visited him this afternoon, and he was quite happy, but like about halfway through the visit there were some nurses storming in cause there was something wrong with his heart beat.

They don't exactly what's going on yet. At the moment, their best bet seems to be a leaking heart thing (I have absolutely no idea what the english word for it is), but they are going to run some tests tomorrow to find out exactly what's going on.