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October 09, 2007

So my dear ol' Dad (Dallas) is in the hospital. He had hip replacement surgery and now has a
titanium hip. We call him the the bionic Dad! So I headed up to CT today to visit him in the hospital-
-his surgery went off without a hitch and he was in good spirits and happy to see his family and even
muted the sports channel while we were there!

Here's some hospital pics:
I really wanted a picture of the incision but this is as close as I could get:
Dallas Hip Surgery

Dallas in the hospital:
Dallas Hip Surgery

Ewww! Dallas's Urine bag! (hey if I couldn't get the incision, there had to be something gross!)
Dallas Urine Bag

See that little gray button on his chest? Yes that is an automatic morphine pump! Press once and
smile...just like Dad.
Dallas on Morphine:
Dallas Hip Surgery

Dallas using his breathe machine....to make sure fluid does not get into his lungs:
Dallas Hip Surgery

All that excitement wore Dallas out. Or I think the morphine caught up with him:
Dallas Hip Surgery

What Dallas doesn't realize is that Mom, Glamma, Poppy, Lauren, Brent and I are home alone and
unsupervised. We have the Lexus, we have the wine cellar, we have every single light on in the whole
house (and will leave it on all night), we are watching reality TV, we have the central air on, and the
windows open! WHoooo Hoooo! It's a party!

Pic from Dallas's office. Thats him in the second row, all the way right #73! Cutey pie Lacrosse player:
Dad's Office

UGH! Dad's George Bush Calender. It's our family's dirty secret.:
George Bush Calander

Mmmmmm, wine! Tee Hee!
Wine cellar

After a couple of bottles of Dallas's wine Lauren & I found the will in his office and discovered that
except for a survival trust set up for Mom, he is leaving everything to the family dog. Who does he
think he is? Leona Helmsley? Oh wait....he probably does!

Ciao for now,

Jocelyn

October 9, 2007 09:06 PM

Comments

Get well soon Dallas! It looks like he likes the morphine as much as his daughter.

And burn the calendar...

Posted by: Jill at October 9, 2007 11:06 PM

I hope you have a speedy recovery Mr. Dallas. And, Jocelyn, I'll split a bottle of Pinot Noir with ya!

Posted by: Jenifer at October 9, 2007 11:27 PM

I can't believe you posted a picture of pee in a bag! This blog is reaching new lows. I hope that was AFTER you raided the cellar

Posted by: Alexis at October 10, 2007 01:58 AM

Grosser than my bloody face after Dr. D busted my nose? I looked like I got hit with a baseball bat! I really wanted a picture of the incision, but I couldn't see it and the nurses wouln't take that big brace off....oh well

Posted by: jocelyn at October 10, 2007 09:50 AM

My hus saw the pee bag and wondered what site I was at, like I'd gone nuts or something. And then he saw the calendar and got worried. :) Wishing your dad a speedy recovery.

Posted by: Keely at October 10, 2007 12:39 PM

I liked the mental image of a house, blazing lights, the air conditioner droning, windows flung open, tv's buzzing from every room... that's funny. Best wishes for your Dad's healing and speedy recovery.

Posted by: T at October 10, 2007 04:19 PM

While Dad's gone, I think we should take every remote control in the house and purposely stuff it between the sofa cushions like we're ALWAYS doing. God, we're so annoying.

Posted by: Lauren at October 10, 2007 04:53 PM