Have You Ever Been to a Hospital?

Well, I have. Now. Let me tell you what happened…

Mom got sick a few weeks ago and then Dad got sick. I knew there was something wrong. Then, over a week ago, some humans came and took Dad away in a big truck. Mom said it was an ambulance. And then she was gone. A LOT. And my hu-sis suddenly came all the way from the Popster land! And they were gone. A LOT. I was really sad.

Then, one day, Mom says: “Do you want to go see your daddy?”

Did she have to ask?

Off we went to this big place with lots of door and elevators and stuff. I wasn’t scared at all. Then, all of a sudden, we were in his room! It was really special–Mom said he was in the Cardiac ICU, whatever that means. And they like dogs there! I was soooooo happy. And so was he.

Every day I go back to see him. All the peeps that come in think I’m such a good dog! He’s now in another room, but that hasn’t stopped me going. 

Here I am! This is my Dad

Dad has to go someplace else before he can come home, but I know I can go visit him. I’m not so sad anymore.Mom here: Sage’s Dad developed pneumonia a couple of weeks ago and then lost all mobility in his legs.  He was admitted to the hospital over a week ago. A few days later, he coded and was moved to the Cardiac ICU. His heart muscle is fine, but he has developed atrial fibrillation (a-fib). After several days of trying to reverse it chemically, the decision was made to insert a pacemaker. There will be another procedure at some point to ablate the a-fib. Then he will spend a few weeks in a rehab facility to regain his mobility. Sage has been magnificent throughout all this ordeal and the awesome ability to be able to take her to see him has lifted both of their spirits.

We probably won’t be around much to visit for a while, but we’ll do what we can.